Anybody Going To San Antone

A D E7 A A D E7 A A D E7 A Rain dripping off the brim of my hat it sure looks cold today D E7 A Here I am walkin down Sixty Six wish she hadn't done me this way D E7 A Sleeping under a table in a roadside park a man could wake up dead A D E7 A But it sure seems warmer than it did sleeping in our king size bed A D E7 A Is anybody going to San Antone or Phoenix Arizona D E7 A Any place is all right as long as I can forget I've ever known her A D E7 A A D E7 A A D E A Wind whippin down the neck of my shirt like I aint got nothin on A D E7 A But I'd rather fight the wind and rain than what I was fightin at home A D E7 A Is anybody going to San Antone or Phoenix Arizona D E7 A Any place is all right as long as I can forget I've ever known her. A D E7 A Yonder comes a truck with the U.S. mail people writin letters back home A D E7 A Well Tommorrow she'll want me back again and I'll be just as gone A D E7 A Is anybody going to San Antone or Phoenix Arizona D E7 A Any place is all right as long as I can forget I've ever known her