Cryin' For Their Momma's

	  		Intro - F  Bb  C  F  C 
 

   F                                   Bb 
A barstool is just a big highchair for grown-up fools to cry on 
    C                              F    C     
The jukebox pacifies 'em all night long 
F                                         Bb 
Suckin' on a longneck bottle keeps their mouth shut for a while 
    C 
The bartender's just a babysitter,  
 
Give another bottle and make 'em feel better,  
 
Sittin' 'round playin' there little games together 
                                F 
Cryin' for their momma's that's gone
 
 
 
 
She dropped him off on the way to work  
    Bb 
And he ain't seen her since 
    C 
And that was three days ago and she didn't know  
                             F 
He took the money to pay the rent 
 
He bought a beer with a fifty, got change for a twenty 
       Bb 
Didn't even see the deal go down 
     C                                          F 
When he's drinkin' he ain't the smartest man in town 
 
 
Chorus - I said.. 
 
 
Solo -  F  Bb  C  F  C 
 
 
Chorus 
 
 
Ending 
C 
A barroom is just a big playpen 
 
Poutin' for a while then the fightin' begins 
 
Sittin' 'round tellin' each other their men 
                                    F 
And cryin' for their momma's that's gone