Capo: 2

Empty As A Drum By Turnpike Troubadours This is tabbed to match the recording - you can also play with Capo 2 in the key of D (D, F#7, G in the verses, D, A, G in chorus) Capo 4

Well ^Ctwo old red-nosed whiskey drunks were talkin politics It was ^E7time to hit the bricks, it was ^Ftime for me to go And ^CI was right there on the verge of pullin' out my hair Actin as ^E7though I could not care less and ^Fhopin' she would show

Well my bags are packed and ready, I was feelin' like a wreck Some clothes and personal effects, I left everything I own And the last I laid eyes on her, we were in a hotel hall Holdin hands like paper dolls, aw but here I sit alone Chorus:

Well I'm gonna ^Cgive it one more ^Gminute, give me ^Fone more round of rum Well I'm as ^Gempty as a drum, I'm as ^Fempty as a drum ^CCould you spare a c^Gigarette, I^F hate to be a bum G F But here's to hopin' she'l^Cl still come, I'm too old to be this dumb, well I'm too old to be this dumb

Well I tell you that bartender, she's a site to see Aw you'd be envious of me, least you would if she was here And the kid there in the corner has been spoilin' for a fight And it feels like that of night, aw buddy instead pour me a beer Chorus When you darkened up the doorway, I stood up from the bar Well I said hey now here you are, damn it darlin how are you and you kissed me Said I can't say that I'm great oh lord I hate it that I am late Oh what a mess we got into

Turnpike Troubadours - Empty as a drum