Greener Than The Grass We Laid On

F C7 A# F He painted quite a picture for the girls in my home town A# F C7 And I was no exception to the rule F C7 A# F Singing all them songs about the places that he'd been A# C7 Made a body feel just like a fool F C7 A# F My pride was like a paper bag that once had held the wine A# F C7 Thrown with no caution to the wind F C7 A# F He left me like the empty bottle lying on the ground A# C7 Swearing he would pick me up again D# F A# And I was greener than the grass we laid on C7 F Underneath that Alabama sun D# F I guess I should have known A# D# That old highway was his home C7 F A# Do-do-do-do-do-do do-do-do F C7 A# F He said that I was prettier than Paris in the rain A# F C7 Lord he filled me full of gypsy lies F C7 A# F Swearing that he'd come back to fetch me in the spring A# C7 Too ashamed to look me in the eye F C7 A# F Well I felt about as simple as the cotton dress I'd torn A# F C7 Sneaking in the house at 3 a.m. F C7 A# F Momma liked to question me to death and I was sure A# C7 Her intuition told her where I'd been D# F A# And I was greener than the grass we laid on C7 F Underneath that Alabama sun D# F I guess I should have known A# D# That old highway was his home C7 F A# Do-do-do-do-do-do do-do-do