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F#mMonday looked like a F#m7downer
F#mTuesday looked like F#m7rain
A bad aEltitude
And I B7knew I needed a cF#mhange
F#mHead out on the hF#m7ighway
F#mCruising way down F#m7south
I knEew a little place
Where we B7might could work it all F#mout
D5I'm so tiEred of fighting withF#m myself
Gonna spB5end a little time at the ETunica F#mMotel
F#mJust outside of MeF#m7mphis,
F#mHighway F#m761
ESleepy little town dB7own by the
Mississippi RF#miver
F#mI'm gonna lay out on a hF#m7ouseboat
F#mUntil my hide turns F#m7brown
EAin't gonna move 'till the
B7Evening sun goes F#mdown
Fried chiD5cken to go aEnd they got live bait for F#msale
AB5nything you need at the ETunica F#mMotel
F#mI find myself at miF#m7dnight
F#mMoving to the back porch F#m7blues
The Eguitar cries, B7telling me
About the haF#mrd times
F#mSomething moves in the shF#m7adows
F#mGiving me a little F#m7chill
I thought I sEaw Robert Johnson
B7Walking out across the F#mfield
There ain't hD5ardly anybody lEeft who even knows the F#mtale
B5Gimme the blues at the ETunica F#mMotel
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