Chris Young - Lonely eyes

^F#mTuesday night ^Dcrowded bar ^ASome guy lights a cheap cigar ^F#mBartender ^Dyells at him ^ASo he walks out and you walk in ^F#mRight through the ^Dcloud of smoke ^ACatcalls and dirty jokes ^F#mScan the room a ^Dcouple times ^AFind a seat right next to mine

^F#mLonel^Dy e^Ayes Well, it ^F#msure ^Dlooks ^Alike ^F#mYou ^Djust ^Amight Be looking fo^F#mr someth^Ding, ^AFor something, whoa ^F#mLook ^Dat ^Ame And^F#m i th^Dink You'll ^Asee ^F#mThose ^DLonely ^AEyes Don't have to be^F#m alo^Dne ^Atonight

^F#mThey analyze your ^Dglass of wine ^ARoll away a pickup line ^F#mNow and then you ^Dcheck your phone ^ACatch mine and let 'em go ^F#mFrom the little ^Dbit I've seen ^AThey're the perfect shade of green ^F#mNext time they ^Dcome my way, ^AHeaven help me, make 'em stay

^EDon't make me pay my tab, Catch a cab Go home and ^F#mkick myself to ^Dsleep tonight ^EGimme a sign, Just a smile Baby, I'll be glad ^F#mto lose myself ^Gdeep inside