(G)
G
After one of my huntin', fishin' party weekends
I could hardly wait to hold my baby again
C
A man will never see a more beautiful sight
G
Than home sweet mobil home in his truck headlights
D
But ex cept for a cedar deck and cinder blocks
Am C/B C D
All I saw was a vacant lot
G
So I'm drivin' around, all over town
D
Wonderin' where she hauled it a way
Yeah she's on a roll, which way do I go
G
I've been through every single tr ailer park and KOA
She's been mad before, but never this sore
C
You can surely bet from now on
D G C
I won't wander far from from her lovin' arms
D G
If I ever find my way back home
G
Guess my homeless situation is partly my fault
For another thousand dollars down I could have bought
C
That house in the country that she loved so much
G
With all that brick and wood there ain't no way it would budge
D
It's easy now to figure out where I went wrong
Am C/B C D
But a little harder finding love that's gone
G
So I'm drivin' around, all over town
D
Wonderin' where she hauled it a way
Yeah she's on a roll, which way do I go
G
I've been through every single tr ailer park and KOA
She's been mad before, but never this sore
C
You can surely bet from now on
D G C
I won't wander far from from her lovin' arms
D G
If I ever find my way back home
C D G C
Yeah the next time I leave, I'm taking her or the keys
D C D
If I ever find my way (If he ever finds his way)
C D G
If I ever find my way back home
