Cryin' For Their Momma's

Intro - F  Bb  C  F  C


   F                                   Bb
A barstool is just a big highchair for grown-up fools to cry on
    C                              F    C
The jukebox pacifies 'em all night long
F                                         Bb
Suckin' on a longneck bottle keeps 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



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                                          F
When he's drinkin' he ain't the smartest man in town


Chorus - I said..


Solo -  F  Bb  C  F  C


Chorus


Ending
C
A barroom is just a big playpen

Poutin' for a while then the fightin' begins

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