Walmart Parking Lot chords by Chris Cagle

Intro:
G D/F# Em C


Verse 1:

G                                    D/F#
I remember the summer I turned sixteen,

         Em                            C
And that old jalopy daddy gave to me-

G                                       D/F#
it had holes in the floor and just a 305,

Em                                            C
But I didn't care 'cause I could finally drive

Am               Em7     C
there wasn't much to do in my hometown,

Am              Em7              C
So every weekend night, we would all go down...


Chrous:

G
there were freaks and hippies in my high school,

D/F#
Football players all tyrin' to be cool-

Em
And everybody scramblin' to hide their beer,

C
When the cops drove by 'til the coast was clear-

G                                       D
kids fallin' in and out of love,

       D/F#
On the hoods of chevys, in the beds of trucks

Am                                Em7           C
we were stumblin' our way Through life 'til our senior year,

Am                   Em7    D/F#
but man we sure did learn a lot,

                             G D/F#
In that wal-mart parking lot.


Verse 2:

G                                         D/F#
She had long blonde hair and sea-green eyes,

          Em                                      C
The most beautiful thing I'd ever seen in my life-

    G                                     D/F#
But I was young and dumb and didn't have a line,

    Em                                           C
And all I could say was, "Can I call ya' sometime?"

Am            Em7    C
she just said no and walked away,

Am                            Em7           D/F#
And that was the first time I felt my heart break-


Chrous:

G
there were freaks and hippies in my high school,

D/F#
Football players all tyrin' to be cool-

Em
And everybody scramblin' to hide their beer,

C
When the cops drove by 'til the coast was clear-

G                                       D
kids fallin' in and out of love,

       D/F#
On the hoods of chevys, in the beds of trucks

Am                                Em7           C
we were stumblin' our way Through life 'til our senior year,

Am                   Em7    D/F#
but man we sure did learn a lot,

                             G D/F#
In that wal-mart parking lot.


Bridge:

Am  Em7 C  E              D/F#
              Yeah we all did alot of livin,

Am  Em7 C  E              D/F#
              It was small town teenage heaven.

Chrous:

G
there were freaks and hippies in my high school,

D/F#
Football players all tyrin' to be cool-

Em
And everybody scramblin' to hide their beer,

C
When the cops drove by 'til the coast was clear-

G                                       D
kids fallin' in and out of love,

       D/F#
On the hoods of chevys, in the beds of trucks

Am                                Em7           C
we were stumblin' our way Through life 'til our senior year,

Am                   Em7    D/F#
but man we sure did learn a lot,

                             G D/F#
In that wal-mart parking lot.


Verse 3:

G
well I had my first kiss, my first love,

D/F#
Got my ass kicked but I got back up-

Em                              C                                 G     D/F#
lost my way, found it again,

 G                       D/F#
Had one long buzz and a dozen best friends-

                         Em   C                                G D/F# Em7 C
in the wal-mart parking lot,       in that wal-mart parking lot