Leavin' Amarillo Acordes

	   
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Sometimes I want to hug her, sometimes I want to wring her neck 
    D                              A                 D 
She wants to be a big star but she can't even sing a lick 
             G 
She's got an ass about thirteen axe handles wide 
       D 
And to stay here with her would be suicide 
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So I'm leavin' Amariller, I ain't coming back again 
 
      G                            D 
Screw you, You ain't worth passing through 
    G                       A                    
Hey hey, You don't route anyway, what more can I say?
  
 
 
 
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I'm down at the station just trying to buy some gasoline 
I'm leaving Amariller and I ain't coming back again  
You can't buy beer here at the grocery store 
But I won't have to worry about that no more 
'Cause I'm leavin' Amariller, I ain't coming back again.  
 
 
Chorus  
 
 
There's a whole bunch of cookie-cutters waiting up in Tennessee 
They make stars everyday and one of them could be me 
I may buy me a hat and learn to sing through my nose 
I may even buy some sequined clothes 
But I'm leavin' Amariller, I ain't coming back again 
 
Chorus 
 
(Spoken)  - I?m gonna say somethin? else? 
Every doggone check I got from a club in Amariller bounced  
like a doggone basketball. If you think I'm going back there  
to get them checks straightened out you got another think coming.  
I ain't ever going through Amariller again 'cause I just don't  
particularly like it.  
Worse than that is Lubbock.  
Lubbock's got some good folks in it, but they all dead.  
That's it; I'm through with Amariller.  
 
Aw, I might come back if I have to.  
Probably get lynched...  
They ain't got no trees out there, though!