London Homesick Blues

G
 Well, when you're down on your 
luck,

and you ain't got a buck,
  D
in London you're a goner.

Even London Bridge has fallen down,
   G
and moved to Arizona,
          C
now I know why.

And I'll substantiate the rumor that
 the English sense of humor
  G
is drier than than the Texas sand.

You can put up your dukes, and you 
can bet your boots
        D
that I'm leavin' just as fast as I 
can.


 G         C             G    Am
 I wanna go home with the armadillo
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            C              D      
Good country music from Amarillo 
      G
and Abilene
 C                        D
The friendliest people and the 
prettiest women you've ever

seen.

  G
 Well, it's cold over here, and I 
swear
 D
I wish they'd turn the heat on.

And where in the world is that 
English girl
 G                                 
I promised I would meet on the 
 C
third floor.

And of the whole damn lot, the only 
friend I've got
    G
is a smoke and a cheap guitar.

My mind keeps roamin', my heart 
keeps longin'
     D
to be home in a Texas bar.

Chorus

G
 Well, I decided that I'd get my 
cowboy hat
      D
and go down to Marble Art Station.

'Cause when a Texan fancies, he'll 
take his chances.
 G                                
 Chances will be taken, that's for 
C
sure.

And them Limey eyes, they were 
eyein' the prize
         G
that some people call manly 
footwear.

And they said you're from down 
South,

and when you open your mouth,
   D
you always seem to put your foot 
there.


Repeat chorus till the cows come 
home