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Jonh Wesley Ryles

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Jonh Wesley Ryles

Key: E

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        E                                         A                                   E 
Kay with all your singin' talent, back in Houston, Nashville's all you talked about 
                                       A                                      B7 
I sold everything I owned to bring you here, now you'll be famous, there's no doubt 
              A                                 E 
Last week you knocked out in New York, tonight Chicago's goin' wild 
             G#m                         A 
Kay your new record on the jukebox don't sound bad 
         E                             A                         E 
Kay, I'm livin' yet I'm dyin', starin' out at Music City from my cab 
 
Caution lights blink out their warning, some old faithful Big Ben clock chimes 3AM 
Starvin' hounddogs search the trash can, my gas tank could stand a dollar's worth, again 
All those chuckholes here on Main Street jar my ribcage, I could cuss 
Kay the crowd of nightlife people look so sad 
Kay, I'm livin' yet I'm dyin', starin' out at Music City from my cab 
 
 
Key of F 
Two young soldiers from Ft. Campbell told me how they fought a war they never won 
Sirens echo through an alley and some woman said some fellow stabbed a man 
I rushed Miss Teenage to the doctor, she begged to give the child my name 
I've lost count of cups of coffee That I've had 
Kay, I'm livin' yet I'm dyin', starin' out at Music City from my cab 
 
 
Key of F# 
Three rose petals on my front seat fallen from the bouquet Jimmy took to June 
Jim kept mumblin' through his teardrops, 'God how'd she leave this world with flowers in her room?' 
Kay, I showed some drunk your picture and he made some smart remark 
So I hit him in the mouth, boy was I mad 
Kay, I'm livin' yet I'm dyin', starin' out at Music City from my cab 
 
Bridge: 
Not sure of the chords here. 
Guitars, organs, horns, violins, and pianos, how they play 
 
Grinding out the latest sounds from Music City, USA 
 
Kay although I know I've lost you to the swingin' music world 
 
I kiss pictures of those happy times we had 
 
Kay, I'm livin' yet I'm dyin', starin' out at Music City from my cab
        

Written by Hank Mills

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