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G D7 C G He painted quite a picture for the girls in my home town C G D7 And I was no exception to the rule G D7 C G Singing all them songs about the places that he?d been C D7 Made a body feel just like a fool G D7 C G My pride was like a paper bag that once had held the wine C G D7 Thrown with no caution to the wind G D7 C G He left me like the empty bottle lying on the ground C D7 Swearing he would pick me up again F G C And I was greener than the grass we laid on D7 G Underneath that Alabama sun F G I guess I should have known C F That old highway was his home D7 G C Do-do-do-do-do-do do-do-do G D7 C G He said that I was prettier than Paris in the rain C G D7 Lord he filled me full of gypsy lies G D7 C G Swearing that he'd come back to fetch me in the spring C D7 Too ashamed to look me in the eye G D7 C G Well I felt about as simple as the cotton dress I'd torn C G D7 Sneaking in the house at 3 a.m. G D7 C G Momma liked to question me to death and I was sure C D7 Her intuition told her where I'd been F G C And I was greener than the grass we laid on D7 G Underneath that Alabama sun F G I guess I should have known C F That old highway was his home D7 G C Do-do-do-do-do-do do-do-do
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