Weekender chords by Margo Price

🎸 Intro:

B C C C

🎸 Verse 1:
C                                                C
I went down to the county jail and turned myself in
                                                       C
Spending all my weekends here, far from my good-timing friends
                                                    B
Things just went from bad to worse but I don't know when
                 C                   C                C
The only thing I know for sure is I ain't going back again


🎸 Verse 2:
     C                                                  C
They took me down to cellblock G after stripping off my clothes
                                            C
Put me in a monkey suit and threw me in the throes
                                                                   B
Like a rat in a maze, a cow in the herd ar a sparrow with a broken wing
               C              C                 C
Now I know the reason why the caged bird has to sing

🎸 Chorus:
          C                       B               C
Cause I'm just a weekender in the Davidson County Jail
    C                                    B          C
And my old man, he ain't got the cash to even Go my bail
                           C        C               B
Should have listened to my mama and quit my life of sin
  C               C        C
Before I went backsliding again


🎸 Verse 3:
     C                                                        C
This bed is hard and the room is cold and my cellmate's got a cough
                                                                   C
She takes her meds and sleeps all day got six more weeks til she's off
                                                         B
She said she beat her boyfriend up while high on crack cocaine
                     C                 C                C
And now she sits and watches her young life Go down the drain


🎸 Chorus:
            C                       B               C
Cause she's just a weekender in the Davidson County Jail
C                                 B           C
Her old man ain't got the cash to even Go her bail
                                C        C                B
She should have listened to her mama and quit her life of sin
  C                 C        C
Before she went backsliding again


🎸 Solo:
(like the chorus)
C C B C
C C B C
C C C B
C C C C


🎸 Verse 4:
C                                                C
Walk into some other room, they tried to make me eat
                                                               C
Red-dyed gravy, cardboard bread and something that looked like meat
                                                                    B
One tough girl from cellblock C, picked a fight with the man at the desk
                     C                      C                C
Mighty soon was sent back to her room and I bet you know the rest


🎸 Chorus:
            C                          B               C
Cause we're all just weekenders in the Davidson County Jail
C                                B            C
My old man ain't got the cash to even call my bail
                            C                C               B
Should have listened to the good Lord, maybe quit my life of sin
  C               C        C
Before I went backsliding again
                  C        C
Before I went backsliding again