Tom: F
Introdução:
E A
Well I got my quarters for the jukebox and your memories on my mind
E B7
There aint no doubt that the fires all out Because Im the only one sittin here crying
E A
Barmaid wont you set me up with a round before you walk by
E B7 E
Let me hear that jukebox playin Im so Lonesome I Could Cry
E A
Well this time she really did it like a hundred times before
E B7
I never thought her words were true I heard the slamming of our door
E A
So I intend to sit right here at least till I cant think
E B7 E
Its a lot better than sittin at home while Im slowing going insane
Chorus