KISSING YOU GOODBYE
written and performed by Waylon Jennings.
Verse 1:
[E]I've learned to turn the other cheek
Is not what love's about
I've turned mine so many times
That i damned near wore 'em out
I[A]'ve grown used to your abuse
And i t[E]hought i'd never quit
But i woke up this morning
Couldn't f[B]ind my shiv-a-g[E]it
Chorus:
Y[A]ou've always liked to play your games
Well i g[E]ot one for you
Pretend we're playing checkers girl
And it's your time to[B] move
Y[A]ou'll find your suitcase on the porch
And the t[E]axi in the drive
Get your tongue out of my mouth
I'm k[B]issing you goodb[E]ye
Verse 2:
[E]I see you've finally made it home
You been out all night
Your artificial hair's a mess
And your clothes don't fit you right
I[A]'ve given and forgiven
Till th[E]ere ain't nothing left
But all you gave was just enough
To s[B]atisfy you[E]rself
Chorus bis:
[A]I can smell that whisky in your hair
And s[E]en-sen on your breath
If you ever tried to tell the truth
You'd choke yourself to [B]death
I d[A]on't want your nasty kisses
And don't t[E]ell me no more lies
Get your tongue out of my mouth
I'm k[B]issing you goodb[E]ye
Get your tongue out of my mouth
I'm k[B]issing you goodb[E]ye
written and performed by Waylon Jennings.
Verse 1:
[E]I've learned to turn the other cheek
Is not what love's about
I've turned mine so many times
That i damned near wore 'em out
I[A]'ve grown used to your abuse
And i t[E]hought i'd never quit
But i woke up this morning
Couldn't f[B]ind my shiv-a-g[E]it
Chorus:
Y[A]ou've always liked to play your games
Well i g[E]ot one for you
Pretend we're playing checkers girl
And it's your time to[B] move
Y[A]ou'll find your suitcase on the porch
And the t[E]axi in the drive
Get your tongue out of my mouth
I'm k[B]issing you goodb[E]ye
Verse 2:
[E]I see you've finally made it home
You been out all night
Your artificial hair's a mess
And your clothes don't fit you right
I[A]'ve given and forgiven
Till th[E]ere ain't nothing left
But all you gave was just enough
To s[B]atisfy you[E]rself
Chorus bis:
[A]I can smell that whisky in your hair
And s[E]en-sen on your breath
If you ever tried to tell the truth
You'd choke yourself to [B]death
I d[A]on't want your nasty kisses
And don't t[E]ell me no more lies
Get your tongue out of my mouth
I'm k[B]issing you goodb[E]ye
Get your tongue out of my mouth
I'm k[B]issing you goodb[E]ye