Tom: C
Introdução:
C F C Am
Wella wella I was all eat up with the thought of havin' you, little girl
F G
And before too long, you would be mine
C F C Am
Then things turned all around, upside down, and I found out the truth
F G C
Let me go, turn me loose, I changed my mind
Am C
Let me go, turn me loose, I changed my mind
Am C
Don't know why I thought you were so fine
Am C
Bitter taste of truth has spoiled the wine
F G C
Let me go, turn me loose, I changed my mind
C F C Am
You musta thought I was dumber than a sack of hammers, well maybe you was right
F G
That don't make no difference anyhow
C F C Am
Because I caught you layin' with a good-for-nothin' so-called friend of mine
D7 G
And I gotta make this breakup happen now
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