Toby Keith Losing My Touch Capo 2nd
Keep Pickin' Eddie B
Intro
C Cmaj7 D 2x
G
Reservations for one tonight
Em
I'll be eating by myself again
C
At that quiet little corner spot
D
Where we used to hang with all our friends

G
And I'll ease down to the local pub
Em
Climb up on the tallest stool
C
Holding court with my common sense
D
Outwitting all these common fools

Chorus:
C
I've got good taste for blended whiskey
G
I can see my way around this bar
D
I can hear the sound of a vintage jukebox
Am7                                  D
And smell the smoke of a hand-rolled cigar
                  C  D Em
I can't read your mind
C          D          G
Baby I can sense this much
                      Am7
When it comes to your love
  D                       C      Cmaj7     C  Cmaj7   D
I feel like I'm losing my touch


Verse 2
G
You're not buying this anymore
Em
My lies have come up short again
C
You haven't said it's over yet
D
Oh but I can feel a bitter wind
G
And after giving me your better years

Em
And hoping for the very best
C                             
Closing time is drawing near 
D
As I sit alone with all the rest
Chorus
D                      Am7
When it comes to your love
D                         C     Cmaj7    
I feel like I'm losing my touch

Outro
D     C   Cmaj7    D   G