| G . . D* | C | G . . D* | C |

[Verse 1]
|G                     D*  |C        |
 . Haven't been wasted in a long time
|G                  D*   |C
 . . But tonight it feels just fine
 C/B   |Am
 Ridin' home with windows up
 |Em                        |D             |D
 Alone with a plastic cup of real good wine . . .

[Chorus 1]
           |G                    D*      |C
 When I get out of this hole I'm goin' to Tupelo
          |G                               |D
 There's a girl down there that'll treat me fair
            |G                      D*       |C              C/B
 Get about a week of spring and the summer is blistering . . .
      |Am                D                     |Em        Em7
 There ain't no one from here that'll follow me there . . .
          |C                 D                     |G . . D* |
 No, there ain't no one from here that'll follow me there

| C | G . . D* | C |

[Verse 2]
|G                          D*     |C         |
 . She said there's nothin' left to talk about
|G                 D*       |C               C/B
 . And at my age I should've figured out . . .
      |Am
 Which drawer to put the good knives in
    |Em                           |D              | D |
 The war between weekends tore our playhouse down

[Verse 3]
|G                     D*     |C          |
 . Kept her close, and way too close to me
|G                    D*   |C
 . She never lived up to my memory
 C/B    |Am
 Drivin' fast with the windows down
  |Em                           |D       |D
 A past I don't belong to now, a mystery  . . .

[Chorus 2]
           |G                    D*      |C
 When I get out of this hole I'm goin' to Tupelo
          |G                               |D
 There's a girl down there that'll treat me fair
            |G                      D*       |C              C/B
 Get about a week of spring and the summer is blistering . . .
          |Am                D                     |Em        Em7
 So, there ain't no one from here that'll follow me there . . .
          |C                 D                     |G    |
 No, there ain't no one from here that'll follow me there

[Break]
| Bm | G | Bm | C | C |

[Chorus 3]
           |G <>                 D*      |C
 When I get out of this hole I'm goin' to Tupelo
          |G                               |D
 There's a girl down there that'll treat me fair
            |G                      D*       |C              C/B
 Get about a week of spring and the summer is blistering . . .
      |Am                D                     |Em        Em7
 There ain't no one from here that'll follow me there . . .
            |C                 D                     |G . . D* |
 Well, there ain't no one from here that'll follow me there