Intro: D A E A
verse 1
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My momma used to tell me son you better get your work done
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You’re daddy’s comin home at five
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And if you ain’t all through
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With the chores you gotta do
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Boy I’m gonna tan you alive
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I was glued to the radio listening to
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My hero’s sing them sad old songs
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Singin ‘em sadder than one car funeral
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Nobody sings like Jones
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I’d take that old kitchen broom up to my room
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and play it like an old guitar
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Or sit out on the porch trying to sing
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like George dream about becoming a star
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Well the things I never did when I was
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just a kid made me what I am today
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You see momma used to whip me with a George Jones album
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that’s why I sing, this way.
D A E A
verse 2
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So I ended up in Nashville working at a sawmill
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just to be close to stars
But I got a little broke but I couldn’t ask my folks
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so I had to hock my old guitar
Well I still hang around Tooties Orchid Lounge
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thinkin he’ll walk through that door
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But a voice in my mind said your wastin’ time
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Cause George don’t drink no more.
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I used to take that old kitchen broom up to my room
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and play it like an old guitar
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Or sit out on the porch trying to sing
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like George dream about becoming a star
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Well the things I never did when I was
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just a kid made me what I am today
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You see momma used to whip me with a George Jones album
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that’s why I sing, this way.
Solo: D A B E
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Well the things I never did when I was
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just a kid made me what I am today
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You see momma used to whip me with a George Jones album
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that’s why I sing, this way.
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Momma used to whip me with a George Jones album
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that’s why I sing, this way.