G
The Windjammers picking up
B
with the old man's virginia blend
G
cutting to the quick with his
B
navy cut
D
hoping that no one will take notice
C
of the ragged dirt
Em
on his shirtsleeve
G B
G
He wants a song to
B
practice his drinking
G B
the girl with the jukebox voice
D
lost in the memory but caught in the riptide
C Em
undertow, overload
F#m
Bail on my job slip on my shift
D F#m
drown beneath the surface
F#m
fall to the wreakage get snagged on a line
D C F#m
with the crawfish, and bottom dwellers
C G B
G B
Dreams of the thinkers, the expert drinkers
G B
and the wave of new regulars rolling in
C F#m B C
come close, stand near, let me hear what you hear
G B
and put one down....
G B
put one down....
G B
put one down....
G B
Put one down
C F#m B C