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#RIFF X4
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Bloody knuckles and a broken nose
oh, that’s why I never left home
Ive fought in bars and Ive fought in the streets
four more years of fighting’til they’re done with me
leave it ‘til tomorrow ‘til you say good bye
aint in the mood to watch no one cry
tonight its whiskey, so buy another round
drink it up boys its my last night in town

RIFF X2

momma I aint you’re only son
aint no favorites here, its just how its done
drink it up boys its my last night in town
its too late to turn back now, oh

RIFF x2

in the morning’ its the wide open road
take it far enough it’ll bring you back home
she said “I watched them carry you to the back
couldnt say good by to you like that”
I can always say, “I’m sorry i’s drunk”
so many times ‘til it doesnt mean much
when I get home the first rounds on me
raise up that glass – good bye Tennessee

RIFF X2

momma I aint you’re only son
aint no favorites here, its just how its done
drink it up boys its my last night in town
its too late to turn back now, oh

RIFF X2

D A E X4

I can always say, “I’m sorry i’s drunk”
so many times ‘til it doesnt mean much
when I get home the first rounds on me
drink it up boys – good bye Tennessee

momma I aint you’re only son
aint no favorites here, its just how its done
drink it up boys its my last night in town
its too late to turn back now, oh

RIFF X2

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#Matt Bradley’s got the broken teeth
#He wears a jean jacket with a bullet in the sleeve
#He’s just another Southern boy who dreams of nights in NYC
#And I sing along I sing along
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#My tears don’t matter much, They don’t matter much
#My tears don’t matter much, They don’t matter much
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#Doug Deluca’s voice could break a heart
#I recorded every song
#I used up three whole tapes, and put ‘em in a box
#To give away To break a heart
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#My tears don’t matter much, They don’t matter much
#My tears don’t matter much, They don’t matter much
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When the boys sing their songs
And the kids they sing along...
I’m just another Southern boy who dreams of nights in NYC
And I sing along, I sing along

INTRO

Cory Branan’s got an evil streak
And a way with words that’ll bring you to your knees
Oh he can play the wildest shows and he can sing so sweet
I still sing along

My tears don’t matter much, They don’t matter much
My tears don’t matter much, They don’t matter much

When the boys sing their songs
And the kids they sing along...
I’m just another Southern boy who dreams of nights in NYC
And I sing along, I sing along

INTRO

My tears don’t matter much, They don’t matter much
My tears don’t matter much, They don’t matter much

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first time I saw it half asleep and broken hearted
they strapped half stacks to roof racks and drove to the parties
nothing like home with the cold summer nights
they played songs for the girls and they drank til daylight

G G Cadd9 RIFF
sunk my heart at the bottom of the bay
G G Cadd9 RIFF
gonna wash up on the black rocks one day
like unlucky sailors just swept out to sea
I think all the girls I’ve love walked through your streets
but the waves and the fog always took em from me

RIFF X2

the oakland apartments with the bars underneath ‘em
the girlfriends and sweethearts and the bay in between ‘em
i buried my heart at the bottom of the hill
if the girlfriends don’t get you the sweethearts sure will

G G Cadd9 RIFF
sunk my heart at the bottom of the bay
G G Cadd9 RIFF
gonna wash up on the black rocks one day
like unlucky sailors just swept out to sea
I think all the girls I’ve love walked through your streets
but the waves and the fog always took em from me

RIFF X2

RIFF X2

only nineteen, so easy to forget
do you wake up every morning and thank god for those legs
north to santa rosa and south to santa cruz
the humboldt house, the boardwalk, and the homemade tattoos

G G Cadd9 RIFF
sunk my heart at the bottom of the bay
G G Cadd9 RIFF
gonna wash up on the black rocks one day
like unlucky sailors just swept out to sea
I think all the girls I’ve love walked through your streets
but the waves and the fog always took em from me

RIFF X4