Anybody Goin To San Antone (ver.4)

	  		D Rain dripping off the G brim of my hat A sure is cold to{D}day 
Here I am walking down G Sixty Six A wish she hadn't done me that 
D way 
Sleeping under a table in a G roadside park a A man could wake up 
D dead 
But it sure seems warmer G than it did A sleeping in our king size 
D bed 
 
 
(CHORUS) 
D Is anybody going to G San Antone or A Phoenix Ari{D}zona 
Any place is all right as G long as I can for{A}get I've ever D 
known her. 
 
 
(Verse 2 same chords as 1) 
Wind whipping down the neck of my shirt like I ain't got nothing on 
But I'd rather fight the wind and rain than what I've been fighting at 
home 
Yonder comes a truck with the U.S. mail people writing letters back home 
Tomorrow she'll probably want me back but I'll still be just as gone 
 
 
(Repeat Chorus)