Here Comes A Regular Cifras

[Intro]
D A G (x2)
 
[Verse 1]
        D          A        G
Well, a person can work up a mean mean thirst
        D            A              G
After a hard day of nothing much at all
    D                     A           G
The summer's passed, it's too late to cut the grass
       D                 A             G
There ain't much to rake anyway in the fall
    D         A             G
And sometimes I, just ain't in the mood
   D                A                G
To take my place in back with the loudmouths
              D              A              G
You're like a picture on the fridge, that's never stocked with food
D                     A                  G
Used to live at home, now I stay at the house
 
[Pre-chorus 1]
      A                      G
(And) everybody wants to be special here
 A                               A7
They call your name out loud and clear
 
[Chorus]
D    A       G        D    A        G
Here comes a regular, call out your name
D    A       G                 A             G
Here comes a regular, am I the only one here today?
 
[Verse 2]
     D                     A         G
Well, a drinkin' buddy has bound to another town
    D            A               G
And once the police made you go away
    D                     A                  G
And even if you're in the arms, of someone's baby now
            D                 A        G
I'll take a great big whiskey to ya anyway
 
[Pre-chorus 2]
    A                      G
And everybody wants to be someone's here
    A                         A7
Someone's gonna show up never fear
 
[Chorus]
       D    A       G        D    A        G
'Cause here comes a regular, call out your name
        D    A       G                 A                   G
Yes now here comes a regular, am I the only one who feels ashamed?
 
[Solo]
D A G (x2)
 
[Verse 3]
D             A        G
Kneeling alongside Old Sad Eyes
      D                  A                        G
Says opportunity knocks once then the door slams shut
      D                        A             G
All I know is I'm sick of everything that my money can buy
  D               A                   G
A fool wastes his life, god rests his guts
 
D                         A
 First the lights and the collar goes up and
    G
the wind begins to blow
D                     A                 G
  Turn your back on a pay-you-back last call
D                        A
 First the glass and the leaves that last and
G
then comes the snow
D                  A             G
Ain't much to rake anyway in the fall
 
[Solo]
D A G (x4)
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