I’m Just Dreamin’



E        G#m
Maybe I should call her up, and even if she laughs at me
     A         E
At least I would get to hear her voice
E            G#m
Maybe I could calm her down, and she’d ask me to come around
A           B
And pick her up, and take her out someplace

    C#m
But I’m just dreaming
A        B      C#m
She says she’s had enough, of cowboy boots and pickup trucks
A       B
Enough of checkered shirts and dark blue eyes
    A   B
Going back to being a rich man’s wife
     C#m
And I’m just dreaming


Should have never took up with her

Should of never had a girl who didn’t know hay from straw

But when I fell into your eyes, it was like I found paradise

And I’d finally figured out where heaven was


Chorus


Solo



Every time there’s dust out on the road, I look up and I hope

That she’s coming back to me

Even though I already know, she’s gone for good, she told me so

I always think it just might be


Chorus