Weekender Funk Version chords by Margo Price

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Intro:
A


Verse 1:
A                                                E
I went down to the county jail and turned myself in
E                                                      A
Spending all my weekends here, far from my good-timing friends
      A
Baby, things went bad and things went worse
                     D
I guess you know the end
    D             A                   E                A
The only thing I know for sure is I ain't going back again

Verse 2:
     A                                                  E
They took me down to cellblock B after stripping off my clothes
E                                           A
Put me in a monkey suit and threw me in the throes
       A
Like a rat in a maze, a cow in the herd
     A7                    D
or a sparrow with a broken wing
D               A              E                 A
Now I know the reason why the caged bird has to sing


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


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


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


Solo:
E E D A
E E D A
A A A D
A E A A A A


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


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


Outro:
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