Buryin' Bones By The Dozen

	  		Intro: (A)  (A)  
 
I was (A) going through old skeletons in my closet 
They were pourin' out of my heart, like a leaky faucet 
If any one of those memories (D) ever catch up with (D7) me 
There (A) ain't no tellin' what pr(E)ice it'll be (A) costin' 
 
If (A) she finds out about Amy in Atlanta 
Or the two-timin', two-steppin' trouble from Texarkana 
All the parties in The Pines - the (D) fightin' and drinkin' sh(D7)ine 
(A) She might think I'm a (E) one-night extravag(A)anza  
 
So, I'm (D) buryin' (C) bones by the (A) dozen 
Tryin' to hide the past from the one I'm (E) luvin' 
When (D) I lay down to sleep, (A) I can't rest in (D7) peace 
Cause I'm (A) buryin' (E) bones by the (A) dozen 
 
Solo 
 
Every (A) time the telephone rings, I get a little nervous 
So, at the end of the month, I go and I change my service 
And the whole town knows my truck, so when I go to (D) work, I take the (D7) bus 
Spend (A) half of my time lockin' (E) doors, and closin' (A) curtians 
 
So, I'm (D) buryin' (C) bones by the (A) dozen 
Tryin' to hide the past from the one I'm (E) luvin' 
When (D) I lay down to sleep, (A) I can't rest in (D7) peace 
Cause I'm (A) buryin' (E) bones by the (A) dozen 
 
Fiddle Solo 
 
I'm (D) buryin' (C) bones by the (A) dozen 
Tryin' to hide the past from the one I'm (E) luvin' 
When (D) I lay down to sleep, (A) I can't rest in (D7) peace 
Cause I'm (A) buryin' (E) bones by the (A) dozen 
Yes I'm buryin' (E) bones by the (A) dozen 
 
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