Intro
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But no-one took the time to say hello.
D A
A D
So I pulled out my guitar,
G
An' I launched into a Dolly Parton song.
G (2 BARS)
A
An' before I knew it,
D
Coats of many colors began to sing along
A.
D
And it wasn't one of them lyin', cryin', cheatin', dyin',
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Somebody-done-somebody-wrong songs.
G A
It was an absolutely finger lickin', grits & chicken,
D
Country music love song.
A
D
Now I realized this city life,
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Musta taken a toll on all them lonesome souls.
G
A
An' I couldn't help wonder what would make a guy,
Dm
Wanna wear women's clothes.
Dm
Dm
When finally, a real man sat next to me,
D G
An' ordered a Tequila.
A
When, he turned an' smiled an' shook my hand,
D
An' said: "Hi there, my name is Sheila."
G A
A D
He said: "I heard you from across the room.
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"Is that what they call a mountain music song?"
G (1 BAR)
G A
He said: "I must admit, I laughed at first,
D
"Then I found myself singin' along."
A D
D
And it wasn't one of them lyin', cryin', cheatin', dyin',
G
Somebody-done-somebody-wrong songs.
D
G A
It was an absolutely finger lickin', grits & chicken,
D
Country music love song.
D
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Well, I had a ball, I liked them all,
Bm
But I could never call this place my home.
Bm
E
An' as my bus rode past that bar,
A
I swore I could hear 'em singin' on.
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And it wasn't one of them lyin', cryin', cheatin', things
D G
Somebody-done-somebody-wrong songs.
G A
It was an absolutely finger lickin', grits & chicken,
D
Country music love song.
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It was.
(SPOKEN)