[Intro]
C D Em A7
Am D7 G
[Verse]
GI met a girl in Reno
Come from around the wayEdim Ebdim7
CShe broke my hDeart in SanEm FrancF#m7b5isco
GOh, I bet she’s wAmalking the bEmay right nBmow
Said oAmh, I bet she wDalk the bGay
GI tried to date a fireman
He couldn’t take the heatEdim Ebdim7
CBut someday soDon I’ll trEmip my ovF#m7b5en
Just to heGar his siren beEmat, lord lordBm
Just to heAmar that sireDn beGat
[Chorus]
I hope I see your faceC7
I hope I see your faceG7
I’Cm waking uDp on SundEmay morniA7ng
And ohC, I hope I seDe your facGe
[Interlude]
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D C G
D C G
[Verse 2]
[Chorus 2]
I hope I see your faceC7
I hope I see your faceG7
I’Cm waking uDp on SundEmay morniA7ng
And ohC, I hope I seDe your facEme
Dear GoBmd, said oCh, I hope I sDee your faGce
[Interlude 2]
[Verse 3]
[Chorus 3]
I hope I see your faceC7
I hope I see your faceG7
I’Cm waking uDp on SundEmay morniA7ng
And ohC, I hope I seDe your facGe
I hope I see your faceC7
I hope I see your faceG7
I’Cm driving slDow on SundEmay morniA7ng
And ohC, I hope I seDe your facEme
Dear GoBmd, said oCh, I hope I sDee your faGce
[Outro]
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D C G
Am Bm C D Em F
Fm C/E Cm/Eb Ebdim7
G6sus4 G7 G
[Verse 2 Lyr]
I’ve never been to Memphis
Blame it on Dillon Brooks
I knew a woman who went that way
With a catalogue of steely looks, yes sir
And a plethora of pagan books
I tried to drive to Tulsa
I got held up halfway through Queens
When they took my money
Was a little bit funny
They hand-washed my brand-new jeans
And lord I still don’t know what that means
[Verse 3]
I met somebody in Springfield
Though the good lord don’t ask which one
She knew the meaning of looks could kill
But for me she had em set up to stun
And lord oh lord did that looker stun
I’ve never been to Houston
I think it’s too darn hot
I had a woman from Tucson tell me
If she kissed me then I’d get shot
So lord, I kissed her and I got shot
