Dinosaur
Hank Williams Jr.

Intro:		E | A   *2

Verse:		E | A   *3
		F# | B

		A | B | E  *3
		F# | B

Chorus:		| A-B-E | B-E
		| A-B-E | B-E
		| A-B-E | B-E
		| F#m - B - E |

Break:		E | A   *2
Verse 2
Chorus
Outro		A | B | E

Vs.1
Hey man them ain't high top sneakers,
And they sure don't look like cowboy boots.
That ain't rock and roll you're playing,
And it sure ain't country or rhythm and blues.

Your sing'en a song about mak'en love to your drummer,
Gay guitar pickers don't turn me on.
And we don't all get into Donna Summers,
Do you have to know any old Hank Williams songs?

Chorus:
Cause you see I'm a dinosaur,
I should have died out a long time before.
Have pity on a dinosaur,
Hand me my hat, excuse me man, but where's the door?

Vs.2
Used-to-be, I had alot of fun in this old hang out,
We'd get stoned at the jukebox and stay out of fights.
Now and then, light a little smoke in the truck out back,
Oh, then a little Jim Bean and we'd get right.

And you know these flashing lights sure make me dizzy,
And this disco's very strange to my ear.
Looks like they've turned the Longhorn into a spaceship,
And I'll be leav'en just as soon as I finish this beer.

Chorus:
Cause you see I'm a dinosaur,
Should have died out a long time before.
There's a whole lot of dinosaurs,
Give us our hats, excuse me man, where's the door?
Give us our hats, excuse me man, where's the door?