DOIN' RIGHT (FOR ALL THE WRONG REASONS)
Robbie Fulks
Album: Georgia Hard
Submitted by: Christopher R.

Intro: (Em) (A) (D) 

(D) Down in the hotel bar
We fell to (Em) talkin'
(G) Her pretty face turnin' (A) warm
With the glow of the (D) wine (G) (A)
(D) Then on my leg
I felt the touch of her (Em) fingers
(G) One glass later,
She said, (A) "your room or (D) mine?" (G) (A)

So, I called for the bill
And I reached out for my wallet
Pulled out the credit card
Stared long and hard at the name 
If she was just a wife, I'd have betrayed her
But, I married her for the family
Not the flame

  (But) To(D)night, I lay me down
  Al(Em)one, in a far off town
  (G) Dreaming about the (A) woman, I could be pl(D)easin' (G) (A)
  (D) I did the thing that's good
  But, (Em) not because I should
  I'm (G) doin' right, for (A) all the wrong reasons (D)

Solo

From company clerk
To 2nd in line from her daddy
He's gettin' old
And next year, the business, I'll own
But, here in my Penthouse Suite
I'm tossin' and turnin'
If I had the courage
I'd just pick up the phone

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(C) I've come to that (G) crossroads, time after (D) time
And (C) damned if I cheat 
(G) Damned if I walk the (D) line
So I (G) close my eyes, and feel that body (D) on mine
And I (C) just might risk it (Em) all
If the (C) feelin' was worth the (Em) fall (A)

Repeat Chorus