Slim Dusty – What Am I Doing In This Town (Guitar)

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One main street and one hotel if you're lucky

                                                    G               D
Oh, the general store just closed the door, and you find you got no bread

                                                    G
The road you travelled had more corrugations than a tin roof

     A7                                                    D
It’s not your day in anyway and how you wish you stayed in bed

    B7
You walk up to the Pub veranda slowly

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But don’t move too fast when you go past that old blue heeler hound

     D                                  D7              G
Keep facing him until you think you can beat him to the doorway

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and ask yourself just what the hell you're doing in this town

D
What am I doin' in this town?

       F#                               G
I just landed here and maybe they don't want me round

             A7                         D
Hey, tell me,   what am I doin' in this town.

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Find the man who has the key to the town hall

                                         G              D
You'd think that it was made of gold the way he carries on

                                        D7           G
Says don't forget to leave it clean the same way you find it

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Well, it won't be hard, I'll just forget to sweep it when I'm gone.

        B7
Oh, you camp beside the stage door where there’s no shade

    E                                                 A7
And park the car, get your guitar, put seats out in a row

    D                            D7                 G
The empty stage is dusty and the curtain’s just not workin'.

    A7                                                      D
You read the posters on the walls of an old-time travelling show.

D
What am I doin' in this town?

           F#                               G
They don't want me here and I don't want to stay around

             A7                         D
Hey, tell me,   what am I doin' in this town.

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Sun goes down and the lights go on in the windows

                                  G              D
Turn on every light we've got and play the music loud

                             D7               G
Once again, the magic comes across the yellow footlights

    A7                                                D
And every song you sing you give your soul out to the crowd

    B7
Oh, some may come laugh and some to listen

   E                                           A7
Or maybe bring a story they know you'd like to hear

    D                               D7             G
You feel at home on every stage and every town you come to

        A7                                                D
And you know the answer when you ask the same thing every year

D
What am I doin' in this town? Oh yeah.

       F#                                 G
I feel welcome here, I feel I’ve got good friends around

           A7                               D
I tell ya,   that’s what am I doin' in this town.

A7                               D
  that’s what am I doin' in this town.

A7                               D
  that’s what am I doin' in this town.

A7                               D
  that’s what am I doin' in this town.

A7                               D
  that’s what am I doin' in this town.