A Jukebox With A Country Song

C G7 C F C After three good years together we had our first big fight G7 C D7 G7 So she went to her mother's and I went for a drive C G7 C C7 F Down that old familiar highway just few miles out of town C G7 C To that run down one-room tavern that used to be my stompin' grounds G7 C F C When I pulled in the driveway you know it all still looked the same G7 C D7 G7 And I couldn't wait to down a few and hear that jukebox ring C G7 C But as I walked in through the doorway C7 F There stood some kind of matradee C Well he looked me up and he looked me down said G7 C May I help you please and I said F What'd you do with those swingin' doors C Where's the sawdust on the floor G7 Why's everybody wearin' suits and ties C From where I stand I can't believe my eyes F And whose idea was it to hang these ferns C This brand new bar don't have a single burn G7 I guess I'm somewhere that I don't belong F C I need a jukebox with a country song G7 C F C When I looked back to the corner where the jukebox once stood proud G7 C D7 G7 Some clown was playin' records to fast to long and to loud C G7 C C7 F And it must've been a big mistake to try and speak my mind C G7 C But as they were askin' me to leave I cried out one more time F What'd you do with those swingin' doors C Where's the sawdust on the floor G7 Why's everybody wearin' suits and ties C From where I stand I can't believe my eyes F And whose idea was it to hang these ferns C This brand new bar don't have a single burn G7 I guess I'm somewhere that I don't belong F C I need a jukebox with a country song G7 F C I guess I don't belong without a jukebox and a country song