Artist: Toby Keith
[VERSE 1]
I[D]'d sing the harmonies and D[G]ixie sang the melody
And [F#]we'd sing a little off key sometimes
But [G]we had some fun, s[D]on of a gun
I wo[E]nder if I ever ev[A]en cross her mind
[VERSE 2]
The[D]n she ran away with Bil[G]ly Bovine
He wa[F#]s a flat top guitar picking friend o' mine
And n[G]ow I'm just sitting' home j[D]ust counting' the stars
I got[E] close but no guit[D]ar
[CHORUS]
I g[D]ot close but no guitar
She[F#] was a shooting star
Who r[B]an off with a guitar picking friend o' mine
She'[E]s really on her way
I he[A]ar her records every day
I g[D]ot close but no guitar
[VERSE 3]
I sti[D]ll play piano bars, sti[G]ll drive that same ol' car
I l[F#]ive in that little shack in Tupelo
Dix[G]ie is the queen of Billboard Ma[D]gazine
Play[E]ing' 'cross the country doing' o[A]ne night shows
[VERSE 4]
A[D] man walks up with a do[G]llar in his hand
Sa[F#]ys let me hear the song by Dixie and the guitar man
And[E] as the dollar falls to the [A]bottom of my jar
I g[E]et close but no guit[D]ar
[CHORUS]
I [D]got close but no guitar
She[F#] was a shooting star
Who r[B]an off with a guitar picking friend o' mine
She'[E]s really on her way
I he[A]ar her records every day
I g[D]ot close but no guitar
I[D]'d sing the harmonies and D[G]ixie sang the melody
And [F#]we'd sing a little off key sometimes
But [G]we had some fun, s[D]on of a gun
I wo[E]nder if I ever ev[A]en cross her mind
[VERSE 2]
The[D]n she ran away with Bil[G]ly Bovine
He wa[F#]s a flat top guitar picking friend o' mine
And n[G]ow I'm just sitting' home j[D]ust counting' the stars
I got[E] close but no guit[D]ar
[CHORUS]
I g[D]ot close but no guitar
She[F#] was a shooting star
Who r[B]an off with a guitar picking friend o' mine
She'[E]s really on her way
I he[A]ar her records every day
I g[D]ot close but no guitar
[VERSE 3]
I sti[D]ll play piano bars, sti[G]ll drive that same ol' car
I l[F#]ive in that little shack in Tupelo
Dix[G]ie is the queen of Billboard Ma[D]gazine
Play[E]ing' 'cross the country doing' o[A]ne night shows
[VERSE 4]
A[D] man walks up with a do[G]llar in his hand
Sa[F#]ys let me hear the song by Dixie and the guitar man
And[E] as the dollar falls to the [A]bottom of my jar
I g[E]et close but no guit[D]ar
[CHORUS]
I [D]got close but no guitar
She[F#] was a shooting star
Who r[B]an off with a guitar picking friend o' mine
She'[E]s really on her way
I he[A]ar her records every day
I g[D]ot close but no guitar
Used chords
—
More songs of Toby Keith artist