[Intro] D [Verse 1] D Well tonight I'm up in Chillicothe A Down-wind from the paper mill A7 I'm out here spittin' on the sidewalk D Taking in the factory smells D And I know she tends to smoke 'em out the window A In the air of that gas pipe leak A7 I wonder if she's cringin' at the same time D Thinking pretty thoughts of me [Verse 2] D I was up for hours this morning A Pulling traps before I said goodbye A7 I plan to tan myself a fox hide D And hang it on my darling bride D 'Cause they tell me that it's gonna be a big one A And the snow is settin' in A7 And I don't want her cold while I ain't at home D The way that I have been [Chorus] G A Spending my nights in a bar room, Lord D G Turnin' them songs into two-by-fours A A Dreaming 'bout the day that I'm sitting by the fire A D Huddlin' with my honey in the Country Squire [Verse 3] D Well tomorrow we hit the country music highway A On our way to Circleville A7 We're off to do some weekend warrin' D While we sing and drink our fill D And when I ain't out playing on my six-string A With the nickels I acquire A7 I'm trying to fix her up a castle D It's called the Country Squire [Verse 4] D It's a twenty-four-foot-long vessel A Measures eight feet wide A7 It's a fifty-three-year-old camper D It's made to pull behind D And I've gutted to the studs and the rafters A And I'm buildin' back piece by piece A7 I'm trying to fix her up a temple D My lady of the Estill Springs [Chorus] G A Spending my nights in a bar room, Lord D G Turnin' them songs into two-by-fours A A Dreaming 'bout the day that I'll sit by the fire A D Huddled with my honey in our Country Squire [Solo/Intrumental Key Change] E B B7 x 2 [Verse 5] E One day I aim to have myself a family B And a cabin on the hill B7 And I might have to come off of the highway E To help with the family bills E But when the kids've got a little older B On the day that I retire B7 I'll take her somewhere warm for the winter E Pullin' our Country Squire [Chorus] A B Spending my nights in a bar room, Lord E A Turnin' them songs into two-by-fours B Dreaming 'bout the day that B I'll sit by the fire B Huddled with my honey E in our Country Squire [Outro] B Dreaming 'bout the day that B I'll sit by the fire B Huddled with my honey E in our Country Squire
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