George Strait - The fireman

^CWell they call me the fireman, ^FThat's my nam^Ce, ^CMaking my rounds all over town ^CPutting out old flam^Ges. ^GWell e^Cverybody like to have a what I got, C F

^FI'm the f^Cireman, ^GThat's my nam^Ce.

^CLast night they had a bad one ^CA ^Gmile or two down the road, ^{C C}Well my buddy walked out ^CAnd left his woman burning out of control. ^{G G}Well I^C was down there in about a hour or so, ^CWith a li^Fttle mouth to mouth she was ready to go ^FI'm the f^Cireman, ^GThat's my nam^Ce.

^CI got a fire engine red T-bird ^Gautomobile, ^{C C}In a minute or less I can be dressed fit to kill. ^{G G}I work t^Cwenty-four on and twenty-four off, ^CWhen they get t^Foo hot they just give me a call ^FI'm the f^Cireman, ^GThat's my nam^Ce.

^FThey call me the firema^Cn, ^GThat's my nam^Ce.