N.C. = No chord

( verse 1)
         G
This old town ain't been the same,
since this old boy’s been gone.
       C
Lord I still got some good friends,
                   G
but I feel so all alone.
      D
All I hear is disco,
                                G
see pretty boys with high heels on.

(verse 2)
          G
Well some people sure hate me,
and the police dog me 'round.
        C
Well the only place I'm welcome,
                        G
is on the west side of town
         D
Lord I'm on their wanted posters,
                        G
I can’t show my face in town.

(verse 3)
       G
Jacksonville I love you,
but you don’t want me around.
        C
Jacksonville you raised me,
                           G
and this is where I got my sound.
          D
Although I'm your outlaw,
                     G
I still love my hometown, all around.

(verse 4)
         G
This old town ain't been the same,
since your native sons been gone.
       C
lord I still got some old friends,
                   G
but I am so all alone.
      D
All I hear is the disco,
                                G
see pretty boys with high heels on.
             D
Well you can keep your disco,
N.C.                               G
pretty boys with high heels on.