Tom: C
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
