Little Cecil

G Well, I was chalkin' up my cue about to break 'em C When out of the corner of my eye D That long legged honey blonde from Macon G Flashed me a 'C'mon' smile as she walked by Little Cecil shook his head and looked disgusted C When I turned and hung my stick up on the wall D He said 'even if you take your best shot at her - G you'll end up behind the old eight ball' C She's a real good way to get your heart broke G A walkin'-talkin' invitation to the blues D If you wanna hang yourself-she'll hand you the rope F D G She's a real good way to get your heart broke C G D F D G G She said, 'I usually don't hang out in these old places C let's go somewhere so we can be alone' D I thought about what little Cecil told me G But to tell the truth - I didn't think about it long I fell in love before I knew what hit me C Like a fool, I let her lead me on D And now she's on a red eye back to Georgia G And I'm a-tellin' you about her in this song C She's a real good way to get your heart broke G A walkin'-talkin' invitation to the blues D If you wanna hang yourself-she'll hand you the rope F D G She's a real good way to get your heart broke C G D F D G C She's a real good way to get your heart broke G A walkin'-talkin' invitation to the blues D If you wanna hang yourself-she'll hand you the rope F D G She's a real good way to get your heart broke F F D D G G