C Well two old red-nosed whiskey drunks were talkin politicsE7 F It was time to hit the bricks, it was time for me to goC And I was right there on the verge of pullin' out my hairE7 F Actin as though I could not care less and hopin' she would showC Well my bags are packed and ready, I was feelin' like a wreckE7 F Some clothes and personal effects, I left everything I ownC And the last I laid eyes on her, we were in a hotel hallE7 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 rumContinues after the adG F Well I'm as empty as a drum, I'm as empty as a drumC G F Could you spare a cigarette, I hate to be a bumG 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 beF this dumbC Well I tell you that bartender, she's a site to seeE7 F Aw you'd be envious of me, least you would if she was hereC And the kid there in the corner has been spoilin' for a fightE7 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 rumG F Well im as empty as a drum, im as empty as a drumC G F And could you spare a cigarette, I hate to be a bumG C F C But here’s to hopin‘ she’ll still come, I’m too old to be this dumbF C Im too old to be this dumbC E7 F CC When you darkened up the doorway, I stood up from the barE7 F Well I said hey now here you are, damn it darlin how are you and you kissed meC E7 Said I can't say that I'm great oh lord I hate it that I am lateF Oh what a mess we got into
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