SONG: Austin
ARTIST: Blake Shelton
KEY: G: G,Am,Bm,C,D,Em,F#m,G
Moderately, in half time(h=60)

INTRO:                                                            VERSE:
 Csus2             G5                Csus2           G
  E e e e h         q   e e e q.      E e e e h         Q    e e q.    e
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|-----3-3-3-------|-3-----3-3-------|-----3-3-3-------|--------1-0-----3-||.
|---2-------------|-----0-----0-----|---0-------------|------2-2-0-------||
|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|------------------||.  |-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|------------------||
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|                                  (play this c 8va(lower)            She...
| h       e e e e   w e h.            h       e e e e   h.e h.         q
|---------0-------|-----------------|---------0-------|------------------||.
|-----------4-2-0-|---0-0-----------|-----------4-2-0-|---0-0------------||
|-3---------------|-----------------|-3---------------|----------------2-||.
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 Csus2                     G            Csus2                    G
left without leaving a number. Said she needed to clear her mind.
   Csus2             Csus2/D  Em7                     Csus2                 Dsus4
He figured she'd gone back to Austin 'cause she talked about it all the time.
G/B             Csus2        Dsus4          D  Dsus4
It was al-most a year before she called him up.
 G/B               Csus2        Dsus4
Three rings and an answering machine is what she got.

CHORUS:
If you're calling 'bout the car, I sold it.
If this is Tuesday night, I'm bowling.
If you've got something sell, you're wasting your time, I'm not buying.
If it's anybody else, wait for the tone...you know what to do...
And p.s, if this is "Austin", I still love you.

VERSE TWO:
The telephone fell to the counter, she heard but she couldn't beleive,
What kind of man would hang on that long, what kind of love that must be.
She waited three days, and then she tried again,
She didn't know what she'd say, but she heard three rings and then...

CHORUS TWO:
If it's Friday night I'm at the ballgame, and first thing Saturday,
If it don't ring, I'm headed out to the lake,
And I'll be gone, all weekend long,
But I'll call you back when I get home, on Sunday afternoon,
And p.s, if this is "Austin", I still love you.

VERSE THREE:
This time she left her number,
but not another word,
She waited by the phone on sunday evening,
and this is what he heard.

If you're calling 'bout my heart it's still yours,
I should have listened to it a little more,
Then it wouldn't have taken me so long,
To know where I belong,
And by the way, boy, this is no machine you're talking to...
Can't you tell, This is "Austin", and I still love you....


I still love you...