F C G7 C
In the room at the top of the stairs
C F
We grew up together on the wrong side of the river
C G7
And her dream was to make it to here
C F
Well she won his attention and a place in his mansion
C G7 C
In the room at the top of the stairs
C F
In that cold lonely mansion lies a lady hot with passion
C G7
And a man to busy to care
C F
When he’s off with his brokers she invites me over
C G7 C
To the room at the top of the stairs
F C
Lord he’d never believe that these old worn out jeans
C G7
Have been thrown across his best velvet chair
C F
Damned these old cowboy’s blues for wanting to take roots
C G7 C
In the room at the top of the stairs
C F
As I hide here and wait for him to drive out the gate
C G7
Lord my heart is already up there
C F
And my hands won’t stop shaking at the thought of her aching
C G7 C
In the room at the top of the stairs
G7 C F
Damned these old cowboy’s blues for wanting to take roots
C G7 C
In the room at the top of the stairs