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Intro Am C G Am Verse 1: Am C G Am She sparkled like a rhinestone in an old country singers coat Am C G Am Underneath the neon bar lights that were tinted with cigarette smoke Am C G Am She was sipping on this top shelf whiskey and slowly tapping her feet Am C G Am Am C G Am To the song my band was playing to a slow and bluesy beat Verse 2: Am C G Am I was leaning back on the kick drum, a worn out Gibson was in my hand Am C G Am I was playing the country blues just as sad as a white boy can Am C G Am She sounded like a hallelujah when she said 'boys, do ya'll take requests?' Am C G Am Then she whispered soft into my ear and this is what she said F C G Am She said 'I know you're trying hard but you're going to have to do much better C G Am Because the blues ain't going to get you out of Alabama' Am C G Am And 'Last night the band was hot and tonight they're even better C G Am But the blues ain't going to get you out of Alabama' Instrumental Am C G Am x2 Verse 3: Am C G Am So I took that guitar right off my neck and said 'boys, ya'll can finish the set' Am C G Am Then I rolled the dice and asked that girl If she had the time to dance Am C G Am I said 'what brought you to a place like this?' She said, 'I'm just passing through town.' Am C G Am C G Am As we twirled around in the neons on this whiskey carousel Verse 4: Am C G Am And then I wanted to tell her just how I felt but I was scared about the way it would sound Am C G Am And I could tell by the way that she looked at me she knew my kind too well Am C G Am I said 'baby I will leave these blues behind I'll lay this guitar down Am C G Am And together we can leave this smoky bar and this old shady town' F C G Am She said 'I know you're trying so hard but you're going to have to do much better C G Am Because the blues ain't going to get you out of Alabama' Am C G Am And 'Last night the band it was hot and tonight they're even better C G Am But the blues ain't going to get you out of Alabama' Post-Chorus F C G Am Now there she goes out the door F C G Am Now there she goes out the door F C G Am Now I can sing the blues like I never sang them before F C G Am Now there she goes out the door Outro F C G Am
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