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Leave The Lights On

John Prine
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
It's  like sitting in the kitchen
 When the music's really bitchin'
 Your nose it starts to itchin'
 As you count your old age pension
 Did  I forget to mention
 The ride that I was hitchin'
 To the aluminum  convention
 I had such good intentions
 Keep  you cotton pickin' fingers off my song poem
 And leave  the lights on till you baby gets home.
 Leave  the lights on till you baby gets home.
 Leave the lights on till you baby gets home.
 Don't  forget your toothbrush
 Your hairbrush and your comb
 Leave  the lights on till you baby gets home.
 Got a big  ol' dog
 A chrome crowbar
 I keep  that mother humper in the back seat of my car
Me  and Billy Shakespeare
 Stepped out to get a root beer
 We sat together so near
 People thought we were queer
 Punctuated  by the big scare
 We joined the Air Force right there
 To defend  our country first class
 Who couldn't give a rat's ass
 Don't  you tell me that the White House is my home
 Leave  the lights on till you baby gets home.
 Leave  the lights on till you baby gets home.
 Leave the lights on till you baby gets home.
 Don't  forget your toothbrush
 Your hairbrush and your comb
 Leave the lights on till you baby gets home.
 Got a big  ol' dog
 A big iron bar
 I keep  that mother humper in the back seat of my car
It's  like kissing Greta Garbo
 With a mouth full of marbles
 
 Like trying  to cash a paycheck
 In the middle of a train wreck
 Leave  the lights on
 Leave the lights on
Like  trying to get aroundo
 In a car made of bondo
 Like speaking  German lingo
 To a dog named Dingo  - Plotz!!
Leave  the lights on
 Leave the lights on
Like  a french-fried quesadilla
 In a franchised pizzeria
 
Leave  the lights on
 Leave the lights on
A  big iron bar
 I keep  that mother humper in the back seat of my car

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Readable chord sheet for Leave The Lights On by John Prine

[E]It's like sitting in the kitchen
When the music's really bitchin'
Your nose it starts to itchin'
As you count your old age pension
D[A]id I forget to mention
The ride that I was hitchin'
To the al[E]uminum convention
I had such good intentions
Ke[B7]ep you cotton pickin' fingers off my song poem
And le[E]ave the lights on till you baby gets home.

Le[E]ave the lights on till you baby gets home.
Leave the lights on till you baby gets home.
Do[A]n't forget your toothbrush
Your hairbrush and your comb
L[E]eave the lights on till you baby gets home.
Got a b[B7]ig ol' dog
A chrome crowbar
I k[E]eep that mother humper in the back seat of my car
[E]      [A]       [E]        [B7]       [A]       [E]

[E]Me and Billy Shakespeare
Stepped out to get a root beer
We sat together so near
People thought we were queer
Pun[A]ctuated by the big scare
We joined the Air Force right there
To d[E]efend our country first class
Who couldn't give a rat's ass
Do[B7]n't you tell me that the White House is my home
Le[E]ave the lights on till you baby gets home.

Le[E]ave the lights on till you baby gets home.
Leave the lights on till you baby gets home.
Do[A]n't forget your toothbrush
Your hairbrush and your comb
Leave the lights on till you baby gets home.
Got a b[B7]ig ol' dog
A big iron bar
I k[E]eep that mother humper in the back seat of my car

[E]It's like kissing Greta Garbo
With a mouth full of marbles
  [A]
Like tr[E]ying to cash a paycheck
In the middle of a train wreck  [B7]
Le[E]ave the lights on
Leave the lights on

[E]Like trying to get aroundo
In a car made of bondo   [A]
Like sp[E]eaking German lingo
To a dog named Dingo[B7] - Plotz!!
[E]Leave the lights on
Leave the lights on

[E]Like a french-fried quesadilla
In a franchised pizzeria
 [A]
[E]Leave the lights on
Leave the lights on
[B7]A big iron bar
I k[E]eep that mother humper in the back seat of my car

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