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.
