George Jones - Bartender blues

^GWell I'm just a bar^G7tender And I ^Cdon't like my ^A7work But I ^D7don't mind the money at ^Gall ^D7I've seen ^Glots of sad ^G7faces And ^Clots of bad ^A7cases Of ^D7folks with their backs to the ^Gwall

^D7But I need ^Gfour walls ^G7around me ^Cto hold my ^A7life To ^D7keep me from going ^Gastray ^D7 And a ^Ghonky tonk ^G7angel to ^Chold me ^A7tight To ^D7keep me from slipping ^Gaway

Well I can light up your ^G7smokes I can ^Claugh at your ^A7jokes I can ^D7watch you fall down on your ^Gknees ^D7I can ^Gclose down this ^G7bar Oh ^Cand gas up my ^A7car And ^D7I can pack up and mail in my ^Gkeys

Now the smoke fills the ^G7air Of ^Cthis honky tonk ^A7bar And I'm ^D7thinking bout where I'd rather ^Gbe ^D7But I ^Gburned all my ^G7bridges And ^CI sunk all my ^A7ships And ^D7I'm standing at the edge of the ^Gsea