Every Time I Turn The Radio On chords by Bill Anderson

Chords with lyrics

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Every time I turn the radio on some cat's singing a happy song

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About a woman who wakes him up every morning and loves him

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Scrambles his eggs and unscrambles his life

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Butters his toast with a golden knife

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Bears his kids and nearly bout all of his burdens

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And I just sit there staring at the wall wondering how I missed it all

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I've been out half of the night and I'm hung over

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Nobody woke me rubbing my feet

FF
Just the sound of a jackhammer out in the street

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And this ole room ain't exactly a field of clover


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A minorAm I the only tavern-hopping beer-can-popping fool left in the world

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A minorAm I the only sad-and-lonely meek-weak-freak without a girl

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No one to love and make me happy call me baby or call me pappy

G7G7
A minorAm I the only low-and-lonely woman-needing jukebox-feeding

                  C majorC
Suffering son of a gun left in the world


                  FF
Every time I turn the radio on some cat's singing a happy song

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About the woman who serves him love on a silver platter

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Makes his coffee sweet and warm

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Holds him in her loving arms

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I look in the mirror and I wonder what's the matter


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A minorAm I the only tavern-hopping beer-can-popping fool left in the world

               FF             C majorC
A minorAm I the only sad-and-lonely meek-weak-freak without a girl

                 FF
No one to love and make me happy call me baby or call me pappy

G7G7
A minorAm I the only low-and-lonely woman-needing jukebox-feeding

                  C majorC
Suffering son of a gun left in the world