Holes In The Wall (Tracy Byrd)

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[Intro]
A7 
..

[Verse 1]
   D                                               A7  
I never met a dollar that didn't burn a hole in my pocket
   D                                              A7
I never met a Friday night that I didn't wanna a rock it
              D                                        A7    D
She wanted a brand new car, a house, and a pool and a garden...
             A7                D                   A7
But all she got was a beat up truck and run down apartment
            D                                       A7
Well, it's 2:00 am and I just stumbled through the door
             D                                  A7
I've been a partyin' again like every Friday before
              D                                A7  D
She took the couch, the chair, my tv, even my dog...
             A7               D                       A7
Now there's nothin' left in here but the holes in the wall
[Chorus]
               E      
(Holes in the walls)
Where all the pictures of her used to hang
D7
 But now they're all gone
               E
(Holes in the walls)
                                                 D7
It's kinda funny how it's startin' to feel like home
                         A
With these holes in the walls

[Instrumental]
A7
..

[Verse 2]
         D                                 A7
Now I'm sittin' on the floor sippin' on a beer
 D                                              A7
Sizing up the room deciding where to hang that deer
            D                                             A    D
You know a 60 inch flat screen would sure look good over there...
              A                 D7                        A                       
I think I'll light one up and blow a little smoke in the air

[Chorus]
               E      
(Holes in the walls)
Where all the pictures of her used to hang
D7
 But now they're all gone
               E
(Holes in the walls)
                                                 D7
It's kinda funny how it's startin' to feel like home
                         A
With these holes in the walls

[Instrumental]
A7  D7  A7  D7
..............
A7  D7  A7  D7
..............

[Chorus]
               E      
(Holes in the walls)
Where all the pictures of her used to hang
D7
 But now they're all gone
               E
(Holes in the walls)
                                                 D7
It's kinda funny how it's startin' to feel like home
                         A
With these holes in the walls
                    A7
These holes in the walls

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