Too Lazy To Work too Nervous To Steal

(início)

A
Well I met you in the middle of a bar room fight in a cheap motel on the Missouri side
          E
I had you out in my car in the parking lot
A
Early next morning we were driving east headed for the big city where I felt at least
         E                                      A
We could enjoy the weather as long as we didn?t talk
G
Well I spoiled it my speaking my swirling head
         E
And your grown up eyes turned to me and said
              D
There?s only one thing you got wrong with you
   F#m
It ain?t the whole world looking at you
E
Why don?t you find yourself a life that?s real
                                 A
Too lazy to work, too nervous to steal
Well we got to the city and you got a job delivering the LL Bean Catalog
I was bored and restless, didn?t know where to go
Now late one evening after I got up, my guitar and I found my way to a club
I saw that queen of diamonds work that big dance floor
Well she looked at me but I couldn?t go
That familiar face said do you wanna know
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You gave me 24 hours to pack up my bags and glide
F#m                                           E
No one?s got respect for a man going over the side
Well you went back to the station to make sure I was gone,
That bus was on time you didn?t have to wait long
I saw the bright lights of Nashville disappear behind me
Well that greyhound was cool after the summer heat,
I could still see your face from my window seat
I was so happy to see your crooked smile of relief
But after miles and miles of that highway?s drone
I  hear the last thing you said when we were all alone
Chorus