Doreen
By The Turnpike Troubadours
Written By Stewart Ransom Miller, Philip Wayne Peeples, Murry Hammond & Kendall Dewayne Bethea
CD: Turnpike Troubadours (2015)
Tabbed By Larry Mofle
9/20/15

Kudos for the Old 97's cover on this album!

You can also capo 5 and play:
Am for Dm
C for F
G for C
D for G in the verses and F for Bb in the chorus



           Dm
Well, when I first met Doreen
        F
She was barely seventeen
        C                             G
She was drinking whiskey sours in the bar
        Dm
And the way she tossed 'em back
           F
I would've had a heart attack
    C                           G 
But as it is I let her drive my car


We galloped through the boroughs
Like a pair of horny thoroughbreds
Until I said, "Stop the car, Doreen"
Well, you can roll your eyes and nod
But I swear that I saw God in the moonlight
On a side street in the wreckage we call Queens


Chorus:
  F       C     Dm                       Bb
Doreen, Doreen, last night I had an awful dream
         F                       C
You were laying in the arms of a man I'd never seen
     Dm       F         Dm      F  
Come clean, Doreen, come clean, Doreen


Well, I'm pulling into Cleveland
In a seven-seater tour van
There's eight of us, I'm sleeping on the floor
And the guy who plays the Banjo
Keeps on handing me the Old Crow
Which multiplies my sorrow, I can't take it anymore

Chorus

Now I'm begging and I'm pleading
"Please pull over guys, I'm bleeding
There's a Fina off the highway with a phone"
And I'm calling you, Doreen
But the phone, it rings and rings
Where is it that you are, if you aren't in our bed at home


Chorus