Notes In His Pockets

[Intro]  Dm

Dm
Drunk at the bar at last, last call
            Bb               Dm
My baby is home on her night off
Dm
So I'm involved in a serious talk
        Bb                   Dm
With a girl I had known growing up
            Bb                 Dm
So we buy a six, we decide to split
            Bb         Dm
She has a downtown apartment
               A
She opens the door
               Bb
Falls to the floor
             Dm            Bb
Says "I'm feeling sick of sweet and 
pure
 G            A
Take me now, I'm yours", Oh

Dm              Bb
Notes in his pockets
G               A
Rumors in the mill
Dm                    Bb
Phone calls after the bars close
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G           A
Unlisted numbers

Bb                          
If she only knew that he'd be 
    Dm
through
Bb                              Dm
But who knows which parts are true
                   A               
She hates how it looks, but what 
      Bb
can she do
             Dm            Bb
The girls all talk behind her back
 G            A
They say she's being used, Oh

      Dm
At Sullivan's drinking with Justin
              Bb              Dm
He says he's seen my ex-girlfriend
               Dm
She's back in town, and what's worse
          Bb                Dm
He knows when and where she works
            Bb             Dm
So we head over to the Underwood
              Bb           Dm
She's trading shots with regulars
               A                 
She gives me a hug 'till our hips 
  Bb
are flushed
             Dm            Bb
Says "boy we hardly kept in touch
       G            A
It's time for catching up", Oh

Dm              Bb
Notes in his pockets
G               A
Rumors in the mill
Dm                    Bb
Phone calls after the bars close
G           A
Unlisted numbers

           Bb               Dm
Still he insists on his innocence
           Bb               Dm
Says those girls are all cousins
                     A             
She's gotta drop the ax, catch him 
       Bb
in the act
Dm                    Bb
With the shame around his ankles 
chained
      G           A
The guilt around his neck, Oh

[Final]  Dm