Key: D major
Verse 1
with all these crumbs down in my bed
Oh no, how can I get to sleep
with all this buzzing in my head?
D
G
D
I guess, this is what I get
A
D
and drinkin' in my Sunday dress
The telephone is by the bottle
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D
which is al ways by my bed
Time to time I give it a rattle
G
D
to make sure that it's not dead
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D
I love to play the part of
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D
a damsel in distress
A
D
drinkin' in my Sunday dress
G
C
Well, I've been on the road to this
G
C
And I've been on the way to this
G
C
Got who to thank and come to this
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C
D
Don't let on you've seen me like this
G
D
A
D
as twangy as a fender
My radiator growls like Elvis
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D
after Sunday dinner
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D
I've poured out all the wine
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D
and I want nothin' but the best
A
D
while drinkin' in my Sunday dress
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C
Well I've been on the road to this
G
C
and I've been on the way to this
G
C
I surely ain't a hy pocrite,
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C
I've had my fun and now
D
A
I must confess
repents on a dime
His Bible is not inked in gold,
A
D
he's not the cheatin' kind
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D
I've seen you from the altar,
A
D
when it's no business of mine
A
D
when it's no business of mine
you
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