Drive-by Truckers - Panties In Your Purse guitar chord

Panties In Your Purse

By Drive-By Truckers

Tabbed By Larry Mofle

rmofle@satx.rr.com

5/22/04

Capo 3

G D

I saw you standing in the hallway,

C G D

Red plastic cup, and one of those big long cigarettes

G D

You asked me if I could play you some Dylan

C G D

I said "Dylan who?" you told me to kiss your ass

Am C/B C G

I apologized, but you could tell I didn’t mean it

D

By the way I rolled my eyes

Am C/B C

And then you said it wasn’t me it was you

G D

Somehow I knew you were gonna tell me why

Steel Solo

Stuff was flying out of the window

Falling and breaking on the pavement underneath

He’s screaming at you, red faced and fuming

He’d come home early, parked his car way up the street

You had your stockings in your hand, panties in your purse

It was ten a.m. and all the neighbors heard

Him calling you a whore and a tramp

You just stood there while your heels sank into the warm wet ground

He got a lawyer, you got a bottle

He got the children and you moved in with your mama

She fixes breakfast and lets you use her car

She don’t care how late you call to tell her where you are

Ya’ll still fight and she still nags you some

But somehow it’s different now than when you were young

It’s your own damn fault you been threw hell

For one reason or another, somehow she kinda blames herself