Waylon Jennings

E ^B very since the day i was big enough to put my p ^A ants on by myself
You could f ^D ind me somewhere with the radio turned ^A on
Then o ^B ne night i gave my heart to an o ^A ld beat up guitar
I ^D t never left my arms t ^E ill i was almost ^A grown
Verse 2:
I h ^B ad to try my hand as a workin man,tried to ^A be my daddy's son
But my m ^D ind was packed and gone and headed so ^A uth
Mo ^B mma said i'll pray for you ^A ,then she said goodbye
To the o ^D nly one out of s ^E even that didn't work ^A out
Chorus:
Now i'm w ^D ay down hear in dixie playing ho ^A nky tonk music
Ke ^E epin' some joint a jumpin' every night of the w ^A eek
Lord kn ^D ows it's hard to keep a dance hall women h ^A appy
When y ^D ou're drinkin' a little too m ^E uch and you're workin' che ^A ap
Verse 3:
W ^B ell i ain't done a thing i can brag about to a ^A nyone back home
Just an ^D other night club singer with a real good b ^A and
If a j ^B ealous woman don't kill me,and m ^A omma keeps on praying
Somed ^D ay i might be m ^E ore than what i ^A am
Chorus.
When y ^D ou're drinkin' a little too m ^E uch and you're workin' che ^A ap
Thanks to David M. Potter (dmp12@cornell.edu) for the lyrics.
Perret Charles-Amir : perret@diva.univ-mlv.fr