Tom: G
G
It was hotter than hell in the old no hotel motel
C G
No women and no swimming pool
C G G7
I couldn't find a honey and damned it weren't funny
G D G
To wake up alone with a fool
G G7
Beneath the shade I saw a pretty young maid
C G
She had a mop, and a pail, and a broom
C G
She said you bad blues singer, I'm a bad news bringer
G D G
And ir's time to untangle your room
[Chorus]
C G
Her jeans were as tight as a stripe on a nine ball
G D D7
Lips were as full as a big yellow moon
G G7 C G
She makes all of her bread by making a bed
G D G
While I'm busy making up tunes
[Verse 2]
G
The manager called and he said checkout is eleven
C G
And your twenty-four hours overdue
C G G7
I placed a star by your name and it don't stand for fame
G D G
It means the sheriff will be calling on you
G G7
Heard a knock at the door and my boots hit the floor
C G
Had my guitar and my grass in my hand
C G
I heard the shotgun crescendo as I crashed through the window
G D G
It sounded louder than a marching brass band
[Chorus]
C G
Her jeans were as tight as a stripe on a nine ball
G D D7
Lips were as full as a big yellow moon
G G7 C G
She makes all of her bread by making a bed
G D G
While I'm busy making up tunes
[Verse 3]
G
Well I sold me a song to a big star in Nashville
C G
His agent just called me today
C G G7
and he said its number one, you lucky son of a gun
G D G
and you got riches coming your way
G G7
But I'm a low life with no wife, just a no show hobo
C G
Ever listenin' to the whistlin' freight train
C G
And if I find me some riches, I'll be like the other sons-a-bitches
G D G
Taking all the pleasure and leaving nothing but fame
[Chorus]
C G
Her jeans were as tight as a stripe on a nine ball
G D D7
Lips were as full as a big yellow moon
G G7 C G
She makes all of her bread by making a bed
G D G
While I'm busy making up tunes
