G  G D  G  G D    G  G D  G  G D

[Verse 1]
G                 C         D      G      C
It ain't much different out here I found
D         G                            C       D     G     C  D
It's just different names for the same old hillbilly towns
Em                      D
  Welcome signs for the shotgun homes
C                       D
  Familiar faces in the same old rows


[Chorus]
     G          C
With every cafe corner diner
         Am                D
It's the same old story to some old timer
G                       C
Rundown tavern on a dim lit street
        Am                          D
I'd see my old friends in everybody I'd meet

    F                         Em               D
The only thing missin' that I can't seem to fi-ind
                     G
Is the girl I left behind

[Solo]
| G D | G | G D |


[Verse 2]
G                                     C    D          G      C
  There's been a few that have caught me a little off guard
D                                 C          D  G     C
  I try to fool myself but I just can't fool my heart
D       Em                D
  Every pretty green-eyed girl I see
        C                         D
Gets me further away from where I want to be


[Chorus]
G                    C
Summertime tailgate, road-side stands
        Am                           D
Sellin' home grown tomatoes and strawberry jam
G                             C
Little white churches and country stores
             Am            D
Every town's just like the one before

    F                         Em               D
The only thing missin' that I can't seem to fi-ind
                     C
Is the girl I left behind me


[Bridge]
C
Standin' on her momma's front porch
D
Wavin' through the black smoke rollin' outta that old Ford
C
Took me to some backwards town
        D
Wishin' I had you
                         G
But you're nowhere to be found


[Solo]
 G| C D | G | C D | G | C D | G | C D |


[Chorus]
G            C
  Every cafe corner diner
         Am                D
It's the same old story to some old timer
G                       C
Rundown tavern on a dim lit street
        Am                          D
I'd see my old friends in everybody I meet

G                    C
Summertime tailgate, road-side stands
        Am                           D
Sellin' home grown tomatoes and strawberry jam
G                             C
Little white churches and country stores
             Am            D
Every town's just like the one before

    F                         Em               D
The only thing missin' that I can't seem to fi-ind
          F                         Em            D
Yeah, The only thing missin' that I can't seem to find
                     G
Is the girl I left behind