(C)I’ve, I’ve been gone,

been gone (G)one too long sit sing tin’ ing my songs on the (Am)road.

An oth er town,

real one (G)more show on, then I’m com ing home.

nails pink.

Don’t give a damn by, what these keys to are for.

I’m if gon na knock it down that front door and gon na find out (G)what that house na is (C)made of.

Been too man y nights since it’s felt us (C)make love.

I wan na rock some sheet rock and knock some pic tures off the (F)wall.

Love you, ba by, like a wreck ing ball.

(C)You, look at you,

send me (G)one more shot sit sing tin’ on a bath room sink.

(Am)road.

An Damn, er you

real ly (G)turn me on, a paint ing your toe nails pink.

Don’t Eas y, ba by, for these you to say, for.

but if I can make it just one more day, and gon na that old (G)house is gon na be (C)shak ing.

Been I hope those bricks and it’s boards can (C)take it.

I wan But I won’t be sur prised if the whole damn place just (F)falls.

Love you, ba by, like a wreck ing ball.

Wan na rock you, ba by, like a wreck ing ball.

And that old house is gon na be (C)shak ing.

Raft er rock ing, foun da tion quak (C)ing.

Crash right through the front door and back you up a gainst the wall.

Love you, ba by.

Take it right there, ba by.

Rock you, ba by,

like a wreck ing ball.