Capo 1
[Verse]
F C Bb F
I painted quite a picture for the girls in her home town
Bb F C
And she was no exception to the rule
F C Bb F
Singing all them songs about the places I've been
Bb G C
Made a body fell just like a fool
F C Bb F
She was like the paper bag that once had held the wine
Bb F C
Thrown without no caution to the wind
F C Bb F
I left her like the empty bottle lyin' on the ground
Bb G C
Swearin' I'd pick her up again.
[Chorus]
D# C Bb
She was Greener Than The Grass We Laid On
C F
Underneath that Alabama sun
D# C
I guess she should have known
Bb D#
That old highway was my home
C Bb C
Do-do-do-do-do-do do-do-do.
[Verse]
F C Bb F
I said she was prettier than Paris in the rain
Bb F C
Lord, I filled her full of gypsy lies
F C Bb F
Swearin' I'd be coming back to fetch her in the Spring
Bb G C
Too ashamed to look her in the eye
F C Bb F
She looked about as simple as the cotton dress I've torn
Bb F C
Sneakin' in her house at 3 A.M.
F C Bb F
Her Momma liked to question me the day after and I was sure
Bb G C
Her intuition told her where we'd been.
[Chorus]
D# C Bb
She was Greener Than The Grass We Laid On
C F
Underneath that Alabama sun
D# C
I guess she should have known
Bb D#
That old highway was my home
C F
She should have never listened to my songs, to my songs
Bb
She should have never listened to my songs.
[Ending]
C F Bb C F Bb C F Bb