Gm7 (x2) D7 Run
Gm7
And if you see me walkin' down the line
With my fav'rite honky tonk in mind
Well, I'll be here around suppertime
Gm7 (no chord) (G) add7
With my can of dinner and a bunch of fine
Cm7 Gm7
Beer drinkers and hell raisers, yeah
D7 Cm7 Gm7
Uh-huh-huh, baby don't you wanna come with me?
D7 Run
The crowd gets loud when the band gets right
Steel guitar cryin' through the night
Yeah, tryin' to cover up the corner fight
But everything's cool cause they's just tight
Beer drinkers and hell raisers, yeah
Hyeah... baby don't you wanna come with me?
D7 Run
...ah, play it boy...
*Solo* (verse & chorus (x2))
The joint was jumpin' like a cat on hot tin
Lord, I thought the floor was gonna give in
Soundin' a lot like a House Congressional
Cause we're experimental and professional
Beer drinkers, hell raisers, yeah
Well, baby don't you wanna come with me?
Gm7 jam ('til the cows come home...)
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