Tom: A
A A A A
[Verse]
A
Woke up this morning all alone
I turned over and you were gone
D
Pulled the shades, looked down the drive
A
You were goin' 'bout 65
E
All that's left in the 'fridgerator
Is a (No Chord) cold Budweiser and a sweet tater
A A
A
Hiding from this ol' morning light
Don't know what I did last night
D
I'm not sure I didn't die
A
I’m starin' out this old doublewide
E
All that's left in the 'fridgerator
Is a (No Chord) cold Budweiser and a sweet tater
A A D A E A
D
What makes you think I miss you
E7
What makes you think I care
D
When everything I'll ever need
B7 E7
Is in that Fridgidaire
A
Well the phone's been ringing for an hour
I'm still standin' here in the shower
D
Guess I could go lookin' for you
A
But, I got better things to do
E
I don't need to leave this table
A
Got a cold Budweiser and a sweet tater
E
All that's left in the 'fridgerator
