A Well I met you in the middle of a bar room fight in a cheap motel on the Missouri side E I had you out in my car in the parking lot A Early next morning we were driving east headed for the big city where I felt at least E A We could enjoy the weather as long as we didn’t talk G Well I spoiled it my speaking my swirling head E And your grown up eyes turned to me and said Chorus: D There’s only one thing you got wrong with you F#m It ain’t the whole world looking at you E Why don’t you find yourself a life that’s real A Too lazy to work, too nervous to steal Well we got to the city and you got a job delivering the LL Bean Catalog I was bored and restless, didn’t know where to go Now late one evening after I got up, my guitar and I found my way to a club I saw that queen of diamonds work that big dance floor Well she looked at me but I couldn’t go That familiar face said do you wanna know Chorus Bridge: B A You gave me 24 hours to pack up my bags and glide F#m E No one’s got respect for a man going over the side Well you went back to the station to make sure I was gone, That bus was on time you didn’t have to wait long I saw the bright lights of Nashville disappear behind me Well that greyhound was cool after the summer heat, I could still see your face from my window seat I was so happy to see your crooked smile of relief But after miles and miles of that highway’s drone I hear the last thing you said when we were all alone Chorus