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A7 D D D

u D u D low down . . .

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E – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –

verse 1 :
D
low down leaving sun , i’ve done
G
did everything that needs done
D B7
woe is me , why can’t i see
E7 A
i best be leaving well enough alone
D
them neon black nights , couldn’t stay out of fights
G
them keep A – huanting me memories
D B7
there is one in every crowd , for crying out loud
E7 A
why was it always turning out be me

chorus :
D
where does it go , the good lord only knows
G
it seems like it was just the other day
D B7
i was down at green gables , hawking them tables
E7 A
and generally blowing all my hard earned pay
D
piano rolled blues , danced holes in my shoes
G
there weren’t another other way to be
D B7
for loveable losers , no luck can’t boozers
E7 A
and honky tonk heroes like me

chorus .