Kay

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Kay with all your singin' talent, 
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back in Houston, Nashville's all 
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you talked about
I sold everything I owned to bring 
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you here, now you'll be famous, 
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there's no doubt
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Last week you knocked out in New 
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York, tonight Chicago's goin' wild
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Kay your new record on the jukebox 
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don't sound bad
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Kay, I'm livin' yet I'm dyin', 
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starin' out at Music City from my 
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cab

Caution lights blink out their 
warning, some old faithful Big Ben 
clock chimes 3AM
Starvin' hounddogs search the trash 
can, my gas tank could stand a 
dollar's worth, again
All those chuckholes here on Main 
Street jar my ribcage, I could cuss
Kay the crowd of nightlife people 
look so sad
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Kay, I'm livin' yet I'm dyin', 
starin' out at Music City from my 
cab


Key of F
Two young soldiers from Ft. Campbell
 told me how they fought a war they 
never won
Sirens echo through an alley and 
some woman said some fellow stabbed 
a man
I rushed Miss Teenage to the doctor,
 she begged to give the child my 
name
I've lost count of cups of coffee 
That I've had
Kay, I'm livin' yet I'm dyin', 
starin' out at Music City from my 
cab


Key of F#
Three rose petals on my front seat 
fallen from the bouquet Jimmy took 
to June
Jim kept mumblin' through his 
teardrops, "God how'd she leave this
 world with flowers in her room?"
Kay, I showed some drunk your 
picture and he made some smart 
remark
So I hit him in the mouth, boy was I
 mad
Kay, I'm livin' yet I'm dyin', 
starin' out at Music City from my 
cab

Bridge:
Not sure of the chords here.
Guitars, organs, horns, violins, and
 pianos, how they play

Grinding out the latest sounds from 
Music City, USA

Kay although I know I've lost you to
 the swingin' music world

I kiss pictures of those happy times
 we had

Kay, I'm livin' yet I'm dyin', 
starin' out at Music City from my 
cab