Cryin For Their Mommas

F  Bb  C  F  C

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   F                               
A barstool is just a big highchair 
    Bb
for grown-up fools to cry on
    C                              
The jukebox pacifies 'em all night 
F    C
long
F                                 
Suckin' on a longneck bottle keeps
        Bb
 their mouth shut for a while
    C
The bartender's just a babysitter,

Give another bottle and make 'em 
feel better,

Sittin' 'round playin' there little 
games together
                                F
Cryin' for their momma's that's gone

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She dropped him off on the way to 
work
    Bb
And he ain't seen her since
    C
And that was three days ago and she 
didn't know
                             F
He took the money to pay the rent

He bought a beer with a fifty, got 
change for a twenty
       Bb
Didn't even see the deal go down
     C                         
When he's drinkin' he ain't the 
                 F
smartest man in town

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[Solo]
F  Bb  C  F  C

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[Other]
C
A barroom is just a big playpen

Poutin' for a while then the 
fightin' begins

Sittin' 'round tellin' each other 
their men
And cryin' for their momma's that's 
F
gone