Frankie Ballard - Tip jar

^GMe and the boys, we played every frat house and ^Cdive We rocked the ^AmRazorbacks, the ^DVols and the ^GCrimson Tide^{D Am G}We were down and destined when she ^Cwalked up to the stage Dropped a ^Amnote in the ^Dtip jar, blew a kiss and ^Gwalked away

I counted ^Ftwo hundred ^Cdollars, one ^Grequest for the Grateful Dead A couple ^Fbottle caps, ^Ca business card, and a ^Dperfume note that said

I love ^Churri^Dcanes and ^Glong-necks, and ^Cguitars ^Dcranked up ^Gon ten Waking ^Cup ^Dwith the ^Emsunset, and hanging ^Amhere^Bm at the ^CHog's Breath Lighters ^Craised up ^Din the ^Gsmoke rings, the ^Csunburn ^Don some ^Gnew ink I'm hearing ^CDrift ^DAway while ^Emyou sing, and ^Amkissing ^Bmbeneath the ^Cstars Oh man, you ^Amfind all kind of ^Dthings in a tip jar^G

^GI held her that summer, living on borrowed ^Ctime Cause once ^AmSeptember comes, every^Dbody says good^Gbye ^{D Am} Now ^Git's the last show and here she comes ^Cto the stage Dropped a ^Amsnapshot in the ^Dtip jar, blew a ^Gkiss and walked away

I counted ^Ffive hundred ^Cdollars, one r^Gequest for the Grateful Dead And a ^Fpicture of her with those ^Clong tan legs, and on the ^Dback it said:

I love ^Churri^Dcanes and ^Glong-necks, and ^Cguitars ^Dcranked up ^Gon ten Waking ^Cup w^Dith you at ^Emsunset, and hanging ^Amhere ^Bmat the ^CHog's Breath Lighters ^Craised up ^Din the ^Gsmoke rings, the ^Csunburn ^Don some ^Gnew ink I'm hearing ^CDrift ^DAway while ^Emyou sing, baby, ^Amtake care^Bm of my ^Cheart Man, you ^Amfind all kind of ^Dthings in a tip jar^G

I see ^Clighters ^Draised in the ^Gsmoke rings, and ^Csunburn ^Don some ^Gnew ink I'm playing ^CDrift ^DAway but I ^Emcan't sing, as she ^Amslips off^Bm into t^Che dark Man, you ^Amfind all kind of ^Dthings in a tip jar ^G Yeah, you ^Amfind all kind of ^Dthings in a tip jar^G