Mel Tillis - These lonely hands of mine

^CAny girl who hangs out in a ^Fhonky ^Ctonk Who smokes my cigarettes and drinks my ^G7wine Some call ^Fher a bad ^G7girl but to ^Fme she means the ^Cworld Cause she's ^Fholding these ^G7lonely hands of ^Cmine

She listens while I cry on ^Fher shoul^Cder She runs her slender fingers through my ^G7hair Other ^Fmen may hold her ^G7tight ^Fbut right now to^Cnight She's ^Fholding these ^G7lonely hands of ^Cmine

She's ^D7holding the hands that once held ^G7you so tight She smiles each time I call ^Cher by name She ^D7listens to my same sad story ^G7every night She ^D7says I'm right and she gives you the ^G7blame

^CAny girl who hangs out in a ^Fhonky ^Ctonk Who smokes my cigarettes and drinks my ^G7wine Some call ^Fher a bad ^G7girl but to ^Fme she means the ^Cworld Cause she's ^Fholding these ^G7lonely hands of ^Cmine

^FHolding these ^G7lonely hands of ^Cmine