F# B F#
The barroom crowd is thinning out it must be getting late
C#7
But if I’m free tomorrow night I’ll meet you here by eight
F# B F#
It’s hard to kiss two lips goodbye that’s sweeter than the wine
B F# C#7 F#
The hardest part of all is going home to do my time
B F#
From the minute I walk through the door I know how it will be
B F# C#7
I’ll sit across the room and wish she’d stop starring at me
F# B F#
We both tried but it’s no good our love’s dead on the vine
B F# C#7 F#
Yet I must pay for loving you by going home to do my time
B F#
I’ve never found the happiness at home I find with you
C#7
And if she were all that’s holding me I’d make my dreams come true
F# B F#
But you know how much I love those little kids of mine
B F# C#7 F#
They’re all I’ve got to keep me going home to do my time
B F#
From the minute I walk through the door I know how it will be
B F# C#7
I’ll sit across the room and wish she’d stop starring at me
F# B F#
We both tried but it’s no good our love’s dead on the vine
B F# C#7 F#
Yet I must pay for loving you by going home to do my time