Tom: D
Introdução:
D G A D
It's hard to write a song when your three-fourths gone
D G A
And Crazy Legs keeps pickin' on my guitar
G A D Bm
I try to clear my head and reflect on what she said
G D G A
But the only thing reflectin' seems to be the bar
A shot of bourbon never hurt no one
G A D Bm
I'm pleased to meet you, my name is lost and lonely
G D A
That's spelled with one L not two
G A D Bm
And don't you think you could be my one and only
G D G A
Baby just long enough for me to make love to you
So tell me what do you see standin' in front of thee