George Strait - Babys good at goodbye

^DWhat A Rotten Day ^GThis Turned Out To ^DBe I ^GStill Can't Believe ^AShe'd Leave So ^DEasily She Just ^GGot All Her Things ^AThrew 'Em Into A Pile Then She ^DLoaded Her Car And Said ^GAfter A While She'd ^DDone This Before But ^AThis Time She Didn't ^GCry

That's Why I'm ^DSittin' On The Front Steps ^AStairin' Down The Road ^GWonderin' If She'll Come Back This ^DTime I Don't Know ^GAfter She Packed When ^DShe Looked Back There ^AWere No Tears In Her ^DEyes And ^GThats Got Me Worried Thinking ^DMaybe My Baby's ^GGotten ^AGood At ^GGoodbye

All The ^DTimes Before ^GShe'd Break Down And ^DCry ^GShe'd Make Her Threats But Her ^AHeart Wasn't Set On ^DGoodbye She Just ^GWanted Me To Hear What ^AShe Had To Say Now ^DI'm Lost For Words Since ^GShe Went Away ^DShe May Not Return For ^AThis Time She Didn't ^GCry

That's Why I'm ^DSittin' On The Front Steps ^AStairin' Down The Road ^GWonderin' If She'll Come Back This ^DTime I Don't Know ^GAfter She Packed When ^DShe Looked Back There ^AWere No Tears In Her ^DEyes And ^GThats Got Me Worried Thinking ^DMaybe My Baby's ^GGotten ^AGood At ^GGoodbye