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C F If everything that goes on in this place was ever known G7 F C Well I hope I'm in Alaska just a little southeast of Nome C F Cause the one I love would snap my neck just like a piece of chalk G7 C If the walls in this old Honky Tonk ever learned to talk C F C They're watching me cheat on you C G7 They hear everything I say they see everything I do C F You could bury me beneath these hardwood floors where losers walk G7 C If the walls in this old Honky Tonk ever learned to talk C F They know every time I've called and said I'm working late G7 F C They know enough to turn my baby's love right into hate C F It scares me half to death to think how gone my baby'd be G7 C If the walls in this old Honky Tonk could ever tell on me C F C They're watching me cheat on you C G7 They hear everything I say they see everything I do C F You could bury me beneath these hardwood floors where losers walk G7 C If the walls in this old Honky Tonk ever learned to talk G7 C If the walls in this old Honky Tonk ever learned to talk
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