Empty As A Drum

Turnpike Troubadours

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C Well two old red-nosed whiskey drunks were talkin politics
E7 F It was time to hit the bricks, it was time for me to go
C And I was right there on the verge of pullin' out my hair
E7 F Actin as though I could not care less and hopin' she would show
C Well my bags are packed and ready, I was feelin' like a wreck
E7 F Some clothes and personal effects, I left everything I own
C And the last I laid eyes on her, we were in a hotel hall
E7 F Holdin hands like paper dolls, aw but here I sit alone [Chorus]
C G F Well I'm gonna give it one more minute, give me one more round of rum
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G F Well I'm as empty as a drum, I'm as empty as a drum
C G F Could you spare a cigarette, I hate to be a bum
G C F C C But here's to hopin' she'll still come, I'm too old to be this dumb, well I'm too old to be
F this dumb
C Well I tell you that bartender, she's a site to see
E7 F Aw you'd be envious of me, least you would if she was here
C And the kid there in the corner has been spoilin' for a fight
E7 F And it feels like that of night, aw buddy instead pour me a beer [Chorus]
C G F I’m gonna give it one more minute, give me one more round of rum
G F Well im as empty as a drum, im as empty as a drum
C G F And could you spare a cigarette, I hate to be a bum
G C F C But here’s to hopin‘ she’ll still come, I’m too old to be this dumb
F C Im too old to be this dumb
C E7 F C
C When you darkened up the doorway, I stood up from the bar
E7 F Well I said hey now here you are, damn it darlin how are you and you kissed me
C E7 Said I can't say that I'm great oh lord I hate it that I am late
F Oh what a mess we got into
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