Dinosaur (live) chords - Wayne Mills Band

Wayne Mills Band Lyrics




Dinosaur (Live)
By Wayne Mills Band
Written By Hank Williams Jr.
rmofle at satx.rr.com
7/19/2005


D                               G  
Hey man, them ain't high heeled sneakers
D                                    G
And they sure don't look like cowboy boots  	  
D                                 G
And that ain't rock and roll your playin
Em                                      A
And it sure ain't country or rhythm and blues
       G                    A                   D 
You’re singing a song about making love to your drummer
     G          A                     D
Well gay guitar pickers don't turn me on
    G                A          D
And we don't all get into Donna Summer
       Em                                   A
Do you happen to know any old Hank Williams songs


Chorus:
                    G    A     D
Cause you see I'm a d-i-i-i-nosaur
                         G    A      D
I should have died out a long time before
               G    A    D
Have pity on a d-i-i-i-nosaur
           Em             A                      D
Hand me my hat, ‘scuse me ma’am, but where's the door

  	  
Used to be I had a lot of fun in the old hangout
We'd get stoned at the jukebox to stay out of fights
Now and then we'd light a little smoke in the truck out back!
And a little old Jim Beam and we'd get right.
And you know these flashing lights sure make me dizzy
And this disco's very strange to my ears
Look's like they turned the longhorn into a spaceship
And I'll be leaving just a soon as I finish this beer
 

   
Dinosaur (Live)
By Wayne Mills Band
Written By Hank Williams Jr.
rmofle at satx.rr.com
7/19/2005


D                               G  
Hey man, them ain't high heeled sneakers
D                                    G
And they sure don't look like cowboy boots  	  
D                                 G
And that ain't rock and roll your playin
Em                                      A
And it sure ain't country or rhythm and blues
       G                    A                   D 
You’re singing a song about making love to your drummer
     G          A                     D
Well gay guitar pickers don't turn me on
    G                A          D
And we don't all get into Donna Summer
       Em                                   A
Do you happen to know any old Hank Williams songs


Chorus:
                    G    A     D
Cause you see I'm a d-i-i-i-nosaur
                         G    A      D
I should have died out a long time before
               G    A    D
Have pity on a d-i-i-i-nosaur
           Em             A                      D
Hand me my hat, ‘scuse me ma’am, but where's the door

  	  
Used to be I had a lot of fun in the old hangout
We'd get stoned at the jukebox to stay out of fights
Now and then we'd light a little smoke in the truck out back!
And a little old Jim Beam and we'd get right.
And you know these flashing lights sure make me dizzy
And this disco's very strange to my ears
Look's like they turned the longhorn into a spaceship
And I'll be leaving just a soon as I finish this beer