F A# F
The barroom crowd is thinning out it must be getting late
C7
But if I’m free tomorrow night I’ll meet you here by eight
F A# F
It’s hard to kiss two lips goodbye that’s sweeter than the wine
A# F C7 F
The hardest part of all is going home to do my time
A# F
From the minute I walk through the door I know how it will be
A# F C7
I’ll sit across the room and wish she’d stop starring at me
F A# F
We both tried but it’s no good our love’s dead on the vine
A# F C7 F
Yet I must pay for loving you by going home to do my time
A# F
I’ve never found the happiness at home I find with you
C7
And if she were all that’s holding me I’d make my dreams come true
F A# F
But you know how much I love those little kids of mine
A# F C7 F
They’re all I’ve got to keep me going home to do my time
A# F
From the minute I walk through the door I know how it will be
A# F C7
I’ll sit across the room and wish she’d stop starring at me
F A# F
We both tried but it’s no good our love’s dead on the vine
A# F C7 F
Yet I must pay for loving you by going home to do my time