Walkin To Jerusalem [D] - Tracy Byrd Verse 1: I [D]dressed up in my best My[A] Ropers and my vest And[G] waited by the door with these [D]roses Till [D]you came walkin' in With your [A]high falutin' friends So [G]busy lookin' down your [D]noses Now [G]here you are ignorin' me [A]Girl I might as well be |[Chorus] |[D]Walkin' to Jerusalem |Marchin' with Methuselah |[G]Readin' signs in Arabic |[D]Ravin' like a lunatic |By the [A]time you tell me I'm the one |[G]I'll be stickin' out my thumb |And [D]walkin' to Jerusalem Verse 2: You [D]wore your boots last night You [A]kissed me and held me tight You [G]said you'd always be my [D]cowgirl But [D]tonight you're hangin' out With that [A]Christian Dior crowd So [G]where does that leave me [D]now girl You're as [G]cold as Polar regions I oughta join the [A]French Foreign Legion And Go [Chorus] [Instrumental] [D] [A] [G] [D] (x2) [Bridge] I can [G]see me in a long robe [A]Studyin' the book of Job and |[Chorus] |[D]Walkin' to Jerusalem |Marchin' with Methuselah |[G]Readin' signs in Arabic |[D]And ravin' like a lunatic |By the [A]time you tell me I'm the one |[G]I'll be stickin' out my thumb |And [D]walkin' Outro: By the [A]time you tell me I'm the one [G]I'll be stickin' out my thumb And [D]walkin' to Jerusalem And [D]walkin' to Jerusalem And [D]walkin' to Jerusalem