Tom: F
Introdução:
F Bb
A barstool is just a big highchair for grown-up fools to cry on
C F C
The jukebox pacifies 'em all night long
F Bb
Suckin' on a longneck bottle keeps their mouth shut for a while
C
The bartender's just a babysitter,
Give another bottle and make 'em feel better,
F
Cryin' for their momma's that's gone
She dropped him off on the way to work
Bb
And he ain't seen her since
C
And that was three days ago and she didn't know
F
He took the money to pay the rent
He bought a beer with a fifty, got change for a twenty
Bb
Didn't even see the deal go down
C F
When he's drinkin' he ain't the smartest man in town
Chorus - I said..
F Bb C F C
Chorus
Ending
C
A barroom is just a big playpen
Poutin' for a while then the fightin' begins
F
And cryin' for their momma's that's gone