Gene Watson - Three minutes at a time

^CWith a pocket full of quarters and ^C7time on my ^Fhands That old ^Cjukebox keeps calling my ^G7name ^COne day it might break me but I'll ^C7pay the ^Fprice For an ^Cevening with ^G7your memory ^Cagain

^G7Three minutes at a time I get ^Flost in each ^Csong It's ^G7heartache in rhyme but it ^Fhelps me hang ^G7on I ^Cdrop a quarter in the ^C7jukebox and for a ^Fwhile you're still ^Fmmine I'm ^Cgetting by ^G7three minutes at a ^Ctime

Old Joe in the corner sits ^C7there every ^Fnight He's heard ^Cmy story he knows every ^G7line ^CMy misery's in good company as ^C7long as I'm ^Fhere In this ^Cbarroom the ^G7past comes ^Calive

^G7Three minutes at a time I get ^Flost in each ^Csong It's ^G7heartache in rhyme but it ^Fhelps me hang ^G7on I ^Cdrop a quarter in the ^C7jukebox and for a ^Fwhile you're still ^Fmmine I'm ^Cgetting by ^G7three minutes at a ^Ctime

I drop a quarter in the ^C7jukebox and for a ^Fwhile you're still ^Fmmine I'm ^Cgetting by ^G7three minutes at a ^Ftim^Ce