Meanwhile Back At Mamas chords

F# _ _ _ _ D#m _ _ _ _ .
C# _ _ _ _ F# _ C# _ _ _ .
F# _ _ _ _ D#m _ _ _ _ .
B _ _ _ C# _ _ _ _ _ .
F# Running around in this new truck, bank lets me borrow from month to C# month.
Running out of credit, find a little cash on the radio.
_ _ .
F# Standing still, they're blowing D#m past, numbers on cars going NASCAR fast.
C# What I wouldn't give for a slow down, don't you know.
Cuz where B I come from, C# only the horses run.
B When the day is C# done, we take it easy.
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F# Meanwhile, back at D#m mama's, the porch light's on, come on in if you B wanna.
Supper's on the stove and beer's in the C# fridge.
Red sun sinking out along the F# ridge.
Games on the tube and daddy smokes D#m cigarettes.
_ Whiskey keeps his F# whistle and funny the things you thought you'd never C# miss.
And the world gone crazy as this.
F# _ _ _ _ D#m _ _ _ _ .
F# _ _ C# _ _ _ _ _ .
F# Well, I found a girl and we don't fit D#m in here.
Talk about how hard it F# is to breathe here.
Even with the windows down, can't catch a southern C# breeze here.
One of these days, gonna pack it up and leave here.
F# Cuz meanwhile, back at mama's, the porch light's on, come on in if you wanna.
B Supper's on the stove and beer's in the C# fridge.
Red sun sinking out along the F# ridge.
Games on the tube and daddy smokes cigarettes.
Whiskey keeps his whistle and B funny the things you thought you'd C# never miss.
And the world gone crazy as this.
F# _ _ _ _ .
D#m _ _ _ _ C# _ _ _ _ .
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D#m _ _ _ _ C# _ F# _ C# _ _ .
_ _ Oh, F# I miss, yeah, a little dirt on the road.
I miss corn growing in a row.
I miss being somebody everybody C# knows there.
Everybody knows everybody.
F# I miss those small town D#m rooms, walking around in muddy F# boots.
The sound of rain on an old tin C# roof.
It's time we head on back.
_ _ _ .
F# Cuz meanwhile, back at D#m mama's, the for sale sign's gone up and I'm B gonna.
dump this truck and the C# little I got.
Gonna loan to own in a three acre F# lot.
Put supper on the stove and D#m beer in the fridge.
Going for broke, yeah, we're gonna be F# rich.
Watch the sun setting on the C# ridge.
Baby, tell me what you think about this.
_ _ F# Me and you back at _ _ mama's.
C# _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ F# Yeah, me and you back at D#m _ mama's.
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