Joe Nichols

Joe Nichols

Joe's Place
Composição de (Mike Dekle/Byron Hill)
There's a (E) place called Joe's, where (A) some of us (E) go 
When the hard workin' (B) day is (E) through 
Through the (A) neon smoke, we (E) laugh and tell jokes 
Throw down a cold one or (B) two 
There's a (A) jukebox that's full of (E) records 
By (A) Willie, (B) Haggard, and (E) Jones 
There's a (A) picture of (B) Elvis, and (C#m) ol' John (A) Wayne 
Hangin' side by (B) side on the (E) wall 
 
Down at (A) Joe's place 
It's still the (E) old way 
Pickled (A) eggs in a jar 
And a (B) Blue Ribbon sign 
(A) Old boys and bankers sittin' (B) side by side 
Down at (E) Joe's place 
Down at Joe's place 
 
A(E)long about midnight, a (A) few hangers (E) on 
Are still hanging (B) out at the (E) bar 
Yeah, the (A) telephone rings, it's an (E) understood thing 
Joe don't know where they (B) are 
At a (A) table in the (E) corner 
There's a (A) young man and an (B) empty (E) chair 
His (A) head in his (B) hands, (E) tears in his (A) eyes 
And his girfriend's (B) ring lying (E) there 
 
Down at (A) Joe's place 
It's still the (E) old way 
Pickled (A) eggs in a jar 
And a (B) Blue Ribbon sign 
(A) Old boys and bankers sittin' (B) side by side 
Down at (E) Joe's place 
Down at Joe's place 
 
Pickled (A) eggs in a jar 
And a (B) Blue Ribbon sign 
(A) Old boys and bankers sittin' (B) side by side 
Down at (E) Joe's place 
Down at Joe's place 
Joe's place 
Let's go to Joe's place

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