[Intro]
C
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[Verse 1]
C Dm
He'd always whistle "Jolie Blonde"
Fmaj7 C
On his way out the back door on a Friday night
C Dm
So many times he just stayed gone
Fmaj7 C C/B
And rarely did he try to treat your Mama right
Am Em
Shut off the tractor with the field half mowed
F/C C
Set the brake and headed down the road
Am Em
Came home for Christmas, never said where he'd been
F/C
With no presents for the children
Am
Only stories for the men
[Chorus 1]
Am G (see riff at end)
Still your Mama called him Daddy
C C/B
She never told him no
Am G
Said she couldn't help but love him
F/C Am
You wondered how it could be so
[Verse 2]
C Dm
He'd work two weeks out on a river barge
Fmaj7 C
She worked in the factory, never missed a day
C Dm
He'd spend his week off holding up the bar
Fmaj7 C C/B
Never took him long to drink a deck hand's pay
Am Em
Wind off the river cut the lines on his face
F/C C
And left him dreaming of some other place
Am Em
Maybe Memphis town or Baton Rouge
F/C
When it's cold in Cape Girardeau
Am
There's nothing much to do
[Chorus 2]
Am G
Still your Mama called him Daddy
C C/B
She never told him no
Am G
Said she couldn't help but love him
F/C Am
You wondered how it could be so
[Solo]
Am G F/C Am
Am G F/C Am
Am G F/C Am
[Verse 3]
Am Em
And if his suitcase wasn't standing in the hall
F/C C
He might not be coming home at all
Am Em
All the sides of him you never knew before
F/C
Would be drifting down the river
Am
To another back door
[Chorus 3]
Still your Mama called him Daddy
She couldn't tell him no
Said she couldn't help but love a man like that
You wondered how it could be so
[Outro]
Am C/B C
[Chorus Riff]
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He'd always whistle Jolie Blonde
On his way out the back door on a Friday night
So many times he just stayed gone
Rarely did he try to treat your mama right
Shut off the tractor with the field half mowed
Set the brake and headed down the road
Came home for Christmas
Never said where he'd been
With No presents for the children
Only stories for the men
(Chorus)
Still your mama called him daddy
She never told him no
Said she couldn't help but love him
You wondered how it could be so
He'd work two weeks out on a river barge
She worked in the factory never missed a day
He'd spend his week off holding up the bar
Never took him long to drink a deckhand's pay
Wind off the river
Cut the lines on his face
And left him dreaming of some other place
Maybe Memphis town or Baton Rouge
When it's cold in Cape Girardeau
There's nothing much to do
(Chorus)
And if his suitcase wasn't standing in the hall
He might not be coming home at all
And all the sides of him you never knew before
Would be drifting down the river to another back door
(Chorus)
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