(Intro) 
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(That's right, Leroy, tune it up with the drum..that sounds real 
 
 good.) 
 
(Chorus) 
E                                                     A 
I don't wanna go home (why should I) I don't wanna go home. 
E      B           E 
Nobody wants to go home..I'll tell you why. 
 
(Verse 1) 
E                   B              E          B 
Last night I took a nap in Detroit City and I dreamed about my papa's  
           E 
old cotton patch. 
        A                  E                             Gb 
My poor back was breaking, both my knees was aching, the redbugs kept  
                B 
on bitin' but I didn't have time to scratch. 
 
(Chorus) 
                 E                                    A 
I don't wanna go home (why should I) I don't wanna go home. 
E      B           E 
Nobody wants to go home. 
 
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(Well, heck-fire, Leroy, I thought you had it in tune there once. 
 You got a little slippage.) 
 
(Verse 2) 
B                         Gb              B           Gb 
Well, Bobby I hear you're leaving Detroit City, going back to the  
         B 
hills in Tennessee. 
         Em             E             B                    Db 
But I'll still make the cars and I'll still make the bars, lots of  
                      Gb 
crazy little women to keep me company. 
 
(Bridge) 
    B                   Gb                            B 
You see, I work in this automobile factory in Detroit City..in the  
 
shock exsorber division. 
        Gb                                   B 
Did you ever look inside one of them shock exsorbers? (No!) 
B                                        E 
Well, they got a little ole round washer right in the top of 'em. 
(Yeah?) 
                                                 B 
And my job is cram this little round washer into every one of them  
                     Db 
shock exsorbers that comes down that long conveyor belt. (Yeah?) 
        Gbm                               Gb 
Heck, I only been there six years and I'm already the number one  
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washer crammer in the whole shock exsorber division. (That's right!) 
 
(Chorus) 
E                B                                    E 
I don't wanna go home (why should I) I don't wanna go home. 
B      Gb       B 
Nobody wants go home. 
 
(Outro) 
 
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