(intro) FF Bb F We were all drinking at Marge's one nightC F When an old cowboy came through the door He took a few shaky stepsBb F Then he started to moanC F And he keeled over right on the floorBb F Doc came on over, took his stethoscope outC F He listened and he looked in his eyes He said, "boys, stick aroundBb F I just might need your helpC F I'm afraid this will be a long night"Bb F Cause, there's a five gallon tear, a five gallon tearC F Lodged in this poor old boy's heartBb F Bb By the look in his eyes he ain't cried in yearsF C F And he's retaining a five gallon tearF# B F# Doc wrote a prescription to induce him to cryC# F# It was whiskey and sad country songs We propped him up in a boothB F# Poured a drink down his throatC# F# Then we turned that old Wurlitzer on Well he spluttered and he coughedB F# And he hung down his headC# F# As those lonely songs worked on his heartB F# When the memories started coming six minutes apartC# F# We laid him face up on the barB F# Then a five gallon tear, a five gallon tearC# F# Slowly welled up in his eyesB F# B We all yelled "push" and we all gave a cheerF# C# F# When he cried that five gallon tearD#m C# B F# That jar by the door, don't hold pig feet no moreD#m C# B The contents are sparkling clearD#m C# B F# That liquid within is not moonshine or ginB C# It's a reminder to everyone hereB F# It's a five gallon tear, a five gallon tearC# F# Let this be a lesson to youB F# B If you sorrow inside for too many yearsF# C# F# B Then you'll cry the five gallon tearF# C# B C# Buddy you'll cryF# C# F# Buddy, you'll cry a five gallon tear.
Five Gallon Tear
Aaron Tippin
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