Our Little Town Chords by Blaze Foley

[E] _ _ _ _ _ I [B] _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ watched the [B]
sun come [E] up today. _ _ _
_ _ The wind _ [B] swept all the clouds [E] _ away. _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ Sky did [E] turn from gray to _ _ blue.
_ _ [B] As my thoughts did turn [E] to you. _ _
_ _ The birds _ [B] sang songs we [E] used to sing. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] Memories of you [E] to bring. _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ Soft and sweet [E] and clear.
And how _ the _ _ _ [B] day _ is slowly _ [E] passing by. _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ Tonight I'll be [E] _ alone and blue. _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ With empty [E] arms as long for you.
_ I _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ only hear [E] the lonesome sound.
_ [A] _ [E] _
_ _ [B] Since you _ left our [E] little town. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ [Abm] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
[Abm] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I _ don't know [B] why you went [E] away. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ And [B] nothing's all you [E] had to say. _ _
_ _ _ [A] Not a word comes through [E] here [A] [E] about you.
_ [A] _ [E] _
_ _ [B] And soon _ my heart will [E] break in two. _
Another _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[E] night alone and blue. _
_ _ _ [A] _ With empty [E] arms as long for you. _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ I only hear [E] the lonesome sound. _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ Since you left our [E] little town. _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] Since you left our [E] little town. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Thanks. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ This [Abm] is called Officer Norris.
It's about a cop that [B] put me in jail one time for_
I was with a married woman and her child.
And her husband wasn't there and the cop didn't like that.
We were all friends and it was on the up and up kind of. _
But anyway, a cop stopped us for swerving after leaving a Burger King parking lot and going ten feet.
And the car was like 14 feet long.
And it's like, well, how could we swerve?
The car's not that short.
But anyway, shut up, boy.
And they put me in jail and I had ten issues on me.
They had a concrete floor.
It was a night kind of like tonight.
And my guitar was in the back of the truck.
And I was afraid it was getting rained on.
The case wasn't good.
So I wrote this song.
But anyway, I kept [Abm] stomping on the concrete floor in my tennis shoes and they never heard me.
And my feet paid. _
_ _ _ _ [B] So now I wear taps on my tennis shoes. _ _ _ _ _ _