Capo on 1st fret.  
I think this is pretty close, if not, any contributions are appreciated.  
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E 
She didn't see me see her cryin 
 
F# 
As she sat there by the window 
 
   A                                        E      Bb 
On a southbound greyhound leavin' town, 
 
  E 
The hardest thing I've ever done, 
 
                         F style='font-size:1px;color:#ffffff;'>
Was to walk away and let that woman go style='font-size:1px;color:#ffffff;'>
 
                  A                                        Bb 
Cause she came close to turnin' me around, 
 
   E                      
Now I know she missed her Mama, 
 
   F# 
Cause thats the kind of life she comes from, 
 
   A                                      E        Bb 
Ain't no kind of life I'm ever gonna have, 
 
   E                                 
She said she'd call me from the station, 
 
F# 
But I'll be gone before she get there, 
 
       A                                                 Bb 
And I'll  see her every time I'm lookin' back, 
 
                         A                              E          A  Bb       
                        E 
            Chorus: Heaven knows I ain't no angel, And I don't always do the  
right thing, 
 
                                       A                F#                 A   
Bb               A                       F# 
                         And right now I know that she don't understand but  
I'll sleep better knowin, 
 
                               A                          F#                  
A        Bb         E 
                          The only thing I ever loved is on that bus to  
Birmingham 
 
 
Tonight I'll slip back in the shadows, 
And I'll sip a glass of whiskey 
And I'll try to keep from whisperin' her name, 
Buth there's some highways I ain't driven 
And there's some towns that I ain't lived in, 
And there's some times that I can't get out of the rain 
And Lord I can't bare to break  
Another promise that I made her 
So I made out like I wanted her to go 
And I'm better off believin' 
Thats she's better off without me, 
'Cause I don't want her to see me do her wrong 
 
     Repeat Chorus 
             A                    E                  Bb               E 
Ending: Heaven knows I don't always do the right thing 
 
                A                 E                     A         Bb 
            And right now I know she don't understand  
 
                  A                             E 
             But I'll sleep better knowin 
 
                  F# 
              The only thing I ever loved, 
 
                              A   Bb    A   Bb         E 
               Is on that bus to Birmingham