Jimmy Buffett - My Head Hurts My Feet Stink And I Dont Love Jesus chords


My Head Hurts, My Feet Stink, and I Donít Love Jesus			Jimmy Buffett
Chorus: 

G A C GMy head hurts, my feet stink, and I don't love Jesus (oh my lordy it's that...)
AIt's that kind of mornin'
C D Really was that kind of night
C G EmTryin' to tell myself that my condition is improvin'
A A7 D D7 GAnd if I don't die by Thursday I'll be roarin' Friday night
D Went down to the snake pit
GTo drink a little beer
D Listen to the jukebox
G Merle was comin' in clear
EmAll of a sudden I wad'n alone
APickin' country music with ol' Joe Bones
DDuval Street was rockin'
D7My eyes they starting poppin'
EmBecause there she sat at the corner of the bar
AAs I broke another string on my ol' guitar
DSomeone call a cab
D7Lady won'tcha pay my tab
Chorus: And now my head hurts, my feet stink, and I don't love Jesus (oh my lordy it's that...) It's that kinda mornin' Really was that kinda night Tryin' to tell myself that my condition is improvin' And if I don't die by Thursday I'll be roarin' Friday night Gotta get a little orange juice And a Darvon for my head I can't spend all day Baby layin' in the bed I'm goin' down to Fausto's get some chocolate milk Can't spend my life in yer sheets of silk I've got to find my way Crawl out and greet the day Chorus: But now my head hurts, my feet stink, and I don't love Jesus (oh my lordy it's that...) It's that kinda mornin' Really was that kinda night Tryin' to tell myself that my condition is improvin' And if I don't die by Thursday I'll be roarin' Friday night Let me tell ya, I be roarin' Friday night I mean I'll be Roarin' Friday
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