Every Third Monday

D
He drives to Charlotte, every third 
Monday,
                      A        
And checks into the Twelve Oaks 
  D
Motel.

He calls it business, and he calls 
the number
               A             D
Of a woman he knows all too well.

  G                          D
Every third Monday when his wife 
packs his suitcase,
A                             D
He looks her straight in the eye.
  G           A    D           G
Every third Monday he finds a new 
way
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    D             A       D
To tell her that same old lie.

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D#
Back home in Atlanta, in a cafe for 
lovers,
                   Bb           D#
She slips off her gold wedding ring.

To a stranger in a back booth, she 
whispers I'd love to.
                      Bb         
Two can play at this old cheatin' 
  D#
game.

 G#                  D#
Every third Monday, she packs his 
suitcase,
Bb                             D#
She looks him straight in the eye.
 G#           Bb     D#         
Every third Monday, she finds a new 
G#
way
    D#            Bb       D#
To tell him that same old lie.

G#           Bb     D#          
Every third Monday, she finds a new 
G#
way
    D#            Bb       D#
To tell him that same old lie.