N.C. = No chord ( verse 1) G This old town ain't been the same, since this old boy’s been gone. C Lord I still got some good friends, G but I feel so all alone. D All I hear is disco, G see pretty boys with high heels on. (verse 2) G Well some people sure hate me, and the police dog me 'round. C Well the only place I'm welcome, G is on the west side of town D Lord I'm on their wanted posters, G I can’t show my face in town. (verse 3) G Jacksonville I love you, but you don’t want me around. C Jacksonville you raised me, G and this is where I got my sound. D Although I'm your outlaw, G I still love my hometown, all around. (verse 4) G This old town ain't been the same, since your native sons been gone. C lord I still got some old friends, G but I am so all alone. D All I hear is the disco, G see pretty boys with high heels on. D Well you can keep your disco, N.C. G pretty boys with high heels on.