(I'm playing this song with a E- E6 -E7 riff through most of the verses. That is, an E, then an E with my pinkie added on 2nd fret of 2nd string, then sliding my pinkie up to the 3rd fret. Of course, there may be a better way.)
E- E6 -E7 riff The hoods are up on Pine Street, rearends lifted, too The great-grandsons of General Robert E. Lee
F#m Are makin' love with a little help from STP
A E- E6 -E7 Their women on the porches, comparin' alibis
(E- E6 -E7 riff) Greasy eggs & bacon, bumper stickers aimed to start a fight Folk in wrecks, confederate caps, if you want some shine well F#m F#m7 You can always find some more
A E- E6 -E7 But what I remember most, is the color of Susie's door
C#m G# A E And Susie says she's up there, cutting carrots still
E B Am Susie says she's missing me
F#m E- E6 -E7 So I'm missing, Oregon Hill
(E- E6 -E7 riff) A river to the south, to wash away all sin A college to the east of us, to learn where sin begins
F#m F#m7 A graveyard to the west of it all
A E- E6 -E7 The child may soon be lying in it
A E Cause to the north there is a prison,
A E Which I've come to call my home
A E But come Monday morning, no country song,
B A E Will sing me home again
C#m G# A E Susie says she's up there, cutting carrots still
E B Am F#m E- E6 -E7 Susie says she's missing me, so I'm missing, Oregon Hill
(E- E6 -E7 riff) Sunday morning, 8 a.m., sirens fill the air Sounds like someone made the river F#m F#m7 Sounds like someone being born again
A G#m F#m E- E6 -E7 But me, I'm just lyin' here in Susie's bed
A E Baptists celebrating with praises to the lord
A E Rednecks doin' it with gin
A E B A E Me and Susie, we're just celebrating, the joys of sleepin' in,
F#m A E- E6 -E7 Because tomorrow, I'll be home again.