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Tom: G

(Verso 1) 

           G
  This old town ain't been the same,

  since this old boy’s been gone.

         C
  Lord I still got some good friends,

                     G
  but I feel so all alone.

        D
  All I hear is disco,

                                  G
  see pretty boys with high heels on.


(Verso 2) 

            G
  Well some people sure hate me,

                        
  and the police dog me ‘round.

           C
  Well the only place I'm welcome,

                         G
  is on the west side of town

           D     
  Lord I'm on their wanted posters,

                          G
  I can’t show my face in town.


(Verso 3)

         G
  Jacksonville I love you,

  but you don’t want me around.

         C
  Jacksonville you raised me,

                             G
  and this is where I got my sound.

           D
  Although I'm your outlaw,

                      G
  I still love my hometown, all around.


(Verse 4) 

           G
  This old town ain't been the same,

                            
  since your native sons been gone.

         C        
  Lord I still got some old friends,

                   G
  but I am so all alone.

        D
  All I hear is the disco,

                                  G
  see pretty boys with high heels on.

               D
  Well you can keep your disco,

                                  G
 pretty boys with high heels on.