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Transcribed by: asf0@comcast.net  Alice Franceschini
Date:  March 9, 1998
Album:  Souvenirs
Written by:  Vince Gill\Gary Nicholson
Note: Thanks to Todd Mase for his help in getting the correct
title and artist name.  Thanks to jllewell@ncats.net for the album
and writer's name.

        ONE MORE LAST CHANCE   Vince Gill

D                                   G                     D
She was standing at the front door when I came home last night
D                                       A
The good book in her left hand and a rolling pin in her right
     D
She said you've come home for the last time
            G              D
with the whiskey on your breathe
D
If you don't listen to my preaching now
           A                        D
I'm going have to beat you half to death

CHORUS:
              D
Just give me one more last chance
   G                    D
before you say we're through
D                                           A
I know I drive you crazy baby but it's the best that I can do
       D                                         G               D
We're just good old boys making noise I ain't running around on you
D                                    A        G          D
Just give me one more last chance before you say we're through


D                                   G                  D
First she hid my glasses cause she knows that I can't see
D
She said you ain't going nowhere, boy
          A
till you spend a little time with me
          D
Then the boys called from the honky tonk
                 G                   D
Said there's a party going on down here
D
She might have took my car keys
           G                      D
but she forgot about my old John Deere

chorus, lead, chorus



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