[Verse] D D/C# D/B Dadd4/A Mr. DJ won't you please play me a song G A Play it for an old boy who's a long, long way from home F#m Em With a 1000 miles ahead and a thousand miles behind G A A dollar in his pocket and a woman on his mind D D/C# D/B Dadd4/A You can pick out almost anything you choose. G A Play Sweet Home Alabama or let Waylon sing the blues F#m Em I don't care what kind of music just as long as it sounds tough G A But don't play any hurting songs 'cause I feel bad enough [Chorus] G A Now don't get the wrong impression, I ain't meaning to complain F#m Bm But it would be Sunday morning and I guess it had to rain G G/F# Em A D D7 I was doing pretty good 'til I heard that darn old train going thru, who knows where G A And I guess the combination's got me feeling kind a low F#m Bm And all I got to cheer me up is this all night radio G G/F# Em A D Why don't you play us something hot and let this 18 wheeler roll my blues away [Verse 2] D D/C# D/B Dadd4/A Well I called her from a phone booth in St. Paul G A When I asked her if she loves me, I got no reply at all F#m Em And if that's the way she wants it, that's the way it's gonna be G A It might hurt a little while, but that's alright with me D D/C# D/B Dadd4/A I been 10 years wondering what went wrong G A And then I turned on my radio and I heard a country song F#m Em And it kinda keeps me moving just to roll on down the line G A But when you played that hurting song I almost started crying [Chorus 2] G A Willie drowned in Whiskey River with Hank Jr's. rowdy friends F#m Bm Those rich boys sang Elvira, Ricky played the mandolin G G/F# Em A D D7 Them old boys from Alabama put the pedal to the metal and let her roll, roll along G A Then I started feeling bad when George stopped loving her today F#m Bm Why don't you let old Micky Gilley get down on them 88's G G/F# Em A D D/C# D/B Dadd4/A Come on and play us something hot and let this 18 wheeler roll my blues away D D/C# D/B Dadd4/A Hey Mr. D.J. Hey Mr. D.J. Hey Mr. D.J. Hey Mr. D.J.