She Might Have Been a Nice Girl

G She might have been a nice girl Am If she hadn't had a draggy mother G She might have been a good chick Am If she hadn't had a rotten father G She might have played the right hunch Am If she hadn't been so narrow-minded G She might have had a whole bunch Am If she hadn't been so far behind it F C G Oh does it hurt when you know you can't play it the way that your beau knows F C G Oh does it hurt when you know you can't say it the way that your beau knows F C G And you know that that's the way that the show goes Am Em And you know it really has to go on. G She drank the army's red wine Am But she never found a moment's pleasure G She smelled the salty sea brine Am But she never found the buried treasure G She might have played the chords right Am But the song was never meant for singing G She might have really broke loose Am But she never made it past the clinging F C G I can see that it hurts when you know you can't play it the way that your beau knows F C G I can see that it hurts when you know you can't say it the way that your beau knows F C G And you know that that's the way that the show goes Am Em And you know it really has to go on. OUTRO: G Am (Repeats)