Empty As A Drum

      C
Well two old red-nosed whiskey drunks were talkin politics
        E7                             F
It was time to hit the bricks, it was time for me to go
    C
And I was right there on the verge of pullin' out my hair
      E7                                    F
Actin as though I could not care less and hopin' she would show
         C
Well my bags are packed and ready, I was feelin' like a wreck
        E7                                    F
Some clothes and personal effects, I left everything I own
         C
And the last I laid eyes on her, we were in a hotel hall
        E7                             F
Holdin hands like paper dolls, aw but here I sit alone

                C                 G              F
Well I'm gonna give it one more minute, give me one more round of rum
              G                       F
Well I'm as empty as a drum, I'm as empty as a drum
  C                   G         F
Could you spare a cigarette, I hate to be a bum
                G                  C             F              C                  C              F
But here's to hopin' she'll still come, I'm too old to be this dumb, well I'm too old to be this dumb
        C
Well I tell you that bartender, she's a site to see
              E7                       F
Aw you'd be envious of me, least you would if she was here
         C
And the kid there in the corner has been spoilin' for a fight
              E7                             F
And it feels like that of night, aw buddy instead pour me a beer

            C                G              F
I’m gonna give it one more minute, give me one more round of rum
             G                      F
Well im as empty as a drum, im as empty as a drum
      C                   G         F
And could you spare a cigarette, I hate to be a bum
                G                   C            F              C
But here’s to hopin‘ she’ll still come, I’m too old to be this dumb
        F              C
Im too old to be this dumb
C E7 F C
            C
When you darkened up the doorway, I stood up from the bar
            E7                              F
Well I said hey now here you are, damn it darlin how are you and you kissed me
        C                                  E7
Said I can't say that I'm great oh lord I hate it that I am late
           F
Oh what a mess we got into

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