Written by Max D. Barnes
Intro: D A E A verse 1 A My momma used to tell me son you better get your work done E You?re daddy?s comin home at five E And if you ain?t all through E With the chores you gotta do A Boy I?m gonna tan you alive A I was glued to the radio listening to D My hero?s sing them sad old songs A Singin ?em sadder than one car funeral E A Nobody sings like JonesD A E A verse 2 A So I ended up in Nashville working at a sawmill E just to be close to stars But I got a little broke but I couldn?t ask my folks A so I had to hock my old guitar Well I still hang around Tooties Orchid Lounge D thinkin he?ll walk through that door A But a voice in my mind said your wastin? time E A Cause George don?t drink no more.D I?d take that old kitchen broom up to my room A and play it like an old guitar B Or sit out on the porch trying to sing E like George dream about becoming a star A Well the things I never did when I was D just a kid made me what I am today A You see momma used to whip me with a George Jones album E A that?s why I sing, this way.Solo: D A B ED I used to take that old kitchen broom up to my room A and play it like an old guitar B Or sit out on the porch trying to sing E like George dream about becoming a star A Well the things I never did when I was D just a kid made me what I am today A You see momma used to whip me with a George Jones album E A that?s why I sing, this way.A Well the things I never did when I was D just a kid made me what I am today A You see momma used to whip me with a George Jones album E A that?s why I sing, this way. D A Momma used to whip me with a George Jones album E A that?s why I sing, this way.