Since you turned the ta bles on me, I’ve been stead y and learn in’ lone ly, keep in’ this turn ta ble spin nin’ ev ’ry thing from Jones to Jen nings, slow ly plan nin’ my sur viv al in a three foot stack of vi nyl.

Since you had to walk out ta here, (Bb)I’ve been hav in’ a rec ord year.

I bet you thought be fore you left I’d just sit in si lence by my self, turn this house in to a jail,

dy in’ slow in a liv in’ hell.

But love’s got a fun ny way of keep in’ score, and your leav in’ lit up my score board.

I u sually make it through side A so ber; all bets are off when I flip her o ver.

“One (Gm)Bour bon, One (Gm)Scotch, One Beer.”

I’m hav in’ a rec ord year.

Quar ter notes and (C)Hank’s half time are pound in’ on this heart of mine.

Song to song, I (C)pass my time (Bb)with these speak ers on ten.

“You’re Good and Gone” keeps me (C)up all night a long with Songs in the (C)Key of Life.

I’m ei ther gon na get o ver you or I’m a (Bb)gon na blow out my ears.

Yeah, you’re out there now, do in’ God knows how, and I’m stuck here hav in’ a rec ord year.

Your leav in’ left me go in’ cra zy.

I’m count in’ on a nee dle to to me.

I drop it in the (Fmaj7)groove and we go ’round and ’round and down in a spi ral.

I guess I real ly ought a call and thank you.

I re dis cov ered Red Head ed Stran ger.

Got down (F)with old James Brown and found New Grass Re viv al.

If you (Gm7)find your way back, I owe you a beer

for my rec ord year.

knows how, but I’m stuck here

hav in’ a rec ord year.

Yeah, I’m hav in’ a rec ord year.