Gene Watson - Nothing sure looks good on you

You f^Aound greener pastures in a m^Dansion on the hill With a fl^Aashy foreign car to drive and l^Dots of time to k^Eill My m^Aind keeps on remembering the d^A7ays of me and y^Dou But when w^De were down to noth^Aing,^D nothing s^Aure looked g^Eood on y^Aou

You s^Daid you needed s^Eimple things that ^DI had plenty ^Aof And thr^Dough the days of d^Aark and rain we could ^Dalways live on l^Eove With his st^Ayle of life he lured you, and y^A7ou could not ref^Duse But when ^Dwe were down to n^Aothing,^D nothing s^Aure looked g^Eood on y^Aou

When you h^Aung the moon I Paris, it was c^Darried on the news And I h^Aeard you laughed your cares away on a C^Daribbean cr^Euise You were ^Aalways one for dreaming; now you dr^A7eams can all come t^Drue But when ^Dwe were down to n^Aothing,^D nothing s^Aure looked g^Eood on y^Aou.

You s^Daid you needed s^Eimple things that ^DI had plenty ^Aof And thr^Dough the days of d^Aark and rain we could ^Dalways live on l^Eove With his st^Ayle of life he lured you, and y^A7ou could not ref^Duse But when ^Dwe were down to n^Aothing,^D nothing s^Aure looked g^Eood on y^Aou