Words and music by Roger Creager
Charted by Jerrod Hicks

VERSE:
It’s 7:30 in the morning. And I’m waking to face the
new day
You’re lying next to me and you’re waking too ‘Cause
you know I’ll soon be on my way
(Repeat progression for all verses)
Oh to me you still look just as pretty in the morning
no make-up and hair
As you do in tthe evening the moon shining down in
that sexy red dress that you wear.
Oh the factory they don’t treat me like you do. They
don’t care about how I smile
But if the pickup still runs at the end of the day,
I’ll be home in a while.
So baby pour me another cup of coffee and kiss me and
hold me once more
Look in my eyes, I’ll take that moment with me and
I’ll remember what I’m working for.
CHORUS:
I hope that my friends have these moments
I hope that they get it somehow
I hope that they look at their wives in the morning
The same way I’m seeing you now.

It’s 7:30 in the morning. And I’m waking to face the
new day
You’re lying next to me and you’re waking too ‘cause
you know I’ll soon be on my way
SOLO: (Harmonica)
(Use the same progression as the verse)
VERSE:
In a moment we can go wake the children. But for now,
let’s just watch them sleep
We can take in these times someday we’ll call
timeless. We’ll remember these you and me dreams.
The day has a way of sneaking in. It breaks through
the window without warning
Oh but be alarmed and don’t worry darling. Just enjoy
the morning
CHORUS:
OUTRO:
(Same progression as verse 2X)

Everyday at lunch in highschool and all my senior year
I drank my coca-cola, with a touch of everclear
I never had to study math, science or history
I’d have a chemical flashback to jog my memory
My junior year I swore I loved sweat miss Sherry Anne
One night I put some everclear in her Dr. Pepper can
I thought it make her easy but she took it pretty hard
D(ring) Cadd6(let ring)
I took her home and rang her doorbell left her layin in

the yard

(Chorus below)
Tequila dries me out, and beer just makes me fat
Whiskey makes me naucious tell me who the hell needs that
if your thinkin about drinkin well the answers crystal clear
Cadd9(one quick strum)
its the invisible intoxicant, its called everlear

(Play intro riff 1x)
(then…)

I remember my church picnic, in the spring of ’89
Yeah they had four fresh watermelons sliced right off the
vine
Everyone bowed their heads givin grace to the food
Hey I pulled out my bottle, and i soaked them melons good
They never knew what hit ‘em, when the potion went to work
We had grandmas doin backflips, grandpas lookin up their
skirts
They were singin halleluja and Willie Nelson songs
D(let ring)
Preacher said it was the best dang picnic that the
Cadd9(let ring)
Baptists have ever thrown

(Chorus)
(Play intro riff 1x)

When I’m drinkin everclear I think I’m king of this whole

world
I’m bigger and badder than John Wayne and cooler than Steve
Earl
Untill I wake up and I’m faced down in the hall
Hey I’m completely naked for a reason I can’t recall
Well I’m kinda sorta thinkin, that maybe I met a chick
‘Cause there’s perfume in the air and there’s lipstick on
my neck
Well I hope that she was pretty and I hope that she was kind
D(let ring) Cadd9(let ring)
enough to leave my clothes somewere they’re easy to find

(Chorus)

(Play intro as Outro)
(End on G)

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Written and performed by: Roger Creager
Transcribed By: Jerrod Hicks the_fall_guy00@yahoo.com

You packed up your things and then you said goodbye
You’d think after all we shared – you could tell me
why
The flames were burning hot now baby, too hot to hold
But now I see your love was burning cold

But don’t you worry about me, I’m feelin’ sorry for
you
and when I sleep tonight, at least I’ll know my love
is true
(mute) C9
‘cause baby Im better than you

I’m moving on, to a place where love is strong
I’moving on. Does this sound like a sad country song?
I dusted myself off, I’m back in the saddle again
Yeah I lost in love with you but now I’m ready to win
I’m Movin on

No more trying to get you back
and no more crying over what I thought we had
When I said “I need you” and that I was all alone
Now good old compassionate you, you slammed down the
phone

(Chorus)

So save your money – save your time
Save your ragged little mind
you turned your love off like a switch
Girl your such a dirty little @#%!

(Change to Key of A)

I’m moving on to a place where love is strong
I’m moving on
Does this sound like a sad country song?
(slow down)
You probably thought I’d write a sad country song.
Does this sound like a sad country song?

by: Roger Creager w/ Jack Ingram
Roger is an awesome Texas country singer who puts on a hell of a show so go
see him sometime.
Transcribed by: Phillip Faseler

I’d like to take this time to thank people who are gathered around me here
at least we’ve come this far on a really tough road
there are night we sank so low lord it seems hard to imagine
you picked me up and helped me carry the load
sometimes I sing to an empty house and some nights I pack ‘em in
it’s hard to know if I’m waiting to lose or losing to win

it takes a lot of good folks to open up doors you gotta knock again and
again

you gave me what I needed so thank you for believing I think I got one foot

Chorus

So here I go one more time giving all I’ve got word by word and line by line

one more town at a time Loving what I do laying it all on the line

(Jack)

Pack up the gear get out on the highway I gotta keep movin I guess I’ll see
you around
maybe in some small cafe with my case at my feet on the ground
one things for certain one thing I know nothings gonna slow me down
I’m gonna let it roll gonna lay it down same old song

in a brand new town I hope they care sometimes they don’t
I ain’t scared just let it roll

If anyone has questions or comments email me at p.w.faseler@student.tcu.edu

Ive never heard a more beautiful sound than a jukebox by the wall
And this room is full of pretty women but I dont feel like dancing at all
Ive got a cold beer in my left hand and Tequila in front of me
A couple of dollars in change for the jukebox to set me free

Chorus:
Tonight I’m going to sit here on this barstool
Ill lock the world outside the swingin door
Ill toast everyone whos ever had a he-[G/F#]e-a-artache
Ill buy myself a round and drink some more
Oh dont even try to talk about work this morning
Theres no way in the world Ill be on time
Because I’m too busy slowing down my th[G/F#]i-i-i-nking
Until the thought of you can barely walk through my mind

Well, I know these good old boys can see that I get home tonight
I’m not even sure that I could find the way
Because if home is really where the heart is
Tonight Ill find another place to stay

Chorus