Walmart Parking Lot chords by Chris Cagle

Intro:
G D/F# Em C


Verse 1:

G                  D/F#
I remember the summer I turned sixteen,

     Em              C
And that old jalopy daddy gave to me-

G                    D/F#
it had holes in the floor and just a 305,

Em                      C
But I didn't care 'cause I could finally drive

Am        Em7   C
there wasn't much to do in my hometown,

Am       Em7       C
So every weekend night, we would all go down...


Chrous:

G
there were freaks and hippies in my high school,

D/F#
Football players all tyrin' to be cool-

Em
And everybody scramblin' to hide their beer,

C
When the cops drove by 'til the coast was clear-

G                    D
kids fallin' in and out of love,

    D/F#
On the hoods of chevys, in the beds of trucks

Am                Em7      C
we were stumblin' our way Through life 'til our senior year,

Am          Em7  D/F#
but man we sure did learn a lot,

               G D/F#
In that wal-mart parking lot.


Verse 2:

G                     D/F#
She had long blonde hair and sea-green eyes,

     Em                   C
The most beautiful thing I'd ever seen in my life-

  G                   D/F#
But I was young and dumb and didn't have a line,

  Em                      C
And all I could say was, "Can I call ya' sometime?"

Am      Em7  C
she just said no and walked away,

Am              Em7      D/F#
And that was the first time I felt my heart break-


Chrous:

G
there were freaks and hippies in my high school,

D/F#
Football players all tyrin' to be cool-

Em
And everybody scramblin' to hide their beer,

C
When the cops drove by 'til the coast was clear-

G                    D
kids fallin' in and out of love,

    D/F#
On the hoods of chevys, in the beds of trucks

Am                Em7      C
we were stumblin' our way Through life 'til our senior year,

Am          Em7  D/F#
but man we sure did learn a lot,

               G D/F#
In that wal-mart parking lot.


Bridge:

Am Em7 C E       D/F#
       Yeah we all did alot of livin,

Am Em7 C E       D/F#
       It was small town teenage heaven.

Chrous:

G
there were freaks and hippies in my high school,

D/F#
Football players all tyrin' to be cool-

Em
And everybody scramblin' to hide their beer,

C
When the cops drove by 'til the coast was clear-

G                    D
kids fallin' in and out of love,

    D/F#
On the hoods of chevys, in the beds of trucks

Am                Em7      C
we were stumblin' our way Through life 'til our senior year,

Am          Em7  D/F#
but man we sure did learn a lot,

               G D/F#
In that wal-mart parking lot.


Verse 3:

G
well I had my first kiss, my first love,

D/F#
Got my ass kicked but I got back up-

Em               C                 G   D/F#
lost my way, found it again,

 G            D/F#
Had one long buzz and a dozen best friends-

             Em  C                G D/F# Em7 C
in the wal-mart parking lot,    in that wal-mart parking lot