Merle Haggard - Makeup and faded blue jeans

^EIn downtown Modesto I was workin' the Holiday ^AInn I was ^Eset with a gig that would last us though out the ^Bweekend I was ^Esinging a new song I wrote on the way into ^Atown When she ^Ecame in the front door I ^B7found her a place to sit ^Edown

^EHey I knew right away that she liked the words to my ^Asong Cause she ^Estared at my guitar and followed my fingers too ^Blong And ^Eshe had the likeness of a girl I'd seen in a ^Adream But l^Eights can do wonders with ^B7makeup and faded blue ^Ejeans

^EAnd the last thing I needed was somebody messin' up my ^Amind So I ^Efound a hundred reasons for lookin' away one more ^Btime ^EShe could cause me to sing bad and fall out of love with ^Aguitars and to ^Eblow all my chances at ^B7bein' a big singin' ^Estar

^EWith one passin' glance I could tell she was young for her ^Aage Yeah she ^Egot to lookin' better as she got down closer to the ^Bstage And as she ^Esipped on her wine I knew just the kind she would ^Abe And ^Esomehow I knew she was here to do ^Bbad things to ^Eme