Downtown San Antone
By Emory Quinn
6/27/2010
Capo 5
G
I got my windows down, and my radio up
G D
Drivin’ down ninety spittin’ in my coffee cup
D
The convicts are picking trash on the side of the road
D G
On my way to Down Town San Antone
I got off of work, down in Quemado
I finally got a piece of the big enchilada
Climbing my way up the corporate ladder
Pickin’ them melons and eatin’ off a silver platter
Chorus:
C
We’re gonna meet up with the boys,
G
And see if we can make some noise
D G
Rent us a barge and drink some gold tequila
C G
Don’t it make you smile, dancin’ on saltillo tile
D G
Underneath the stars in Down Town San Antone
There’s a warrant out, for my arrest
In three different counties all to the north and west
So I got to stay polite and keep from raisin’ hell
Or else I might find myself in the downtown jail
But it got late, and I got drunk
The devil came out and I got into the rum
So I danced around and after a late night dinner
I took off my shirt and I belly flopped in the river
Chorus (2X)
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