A                                                                    D
The waitress with the orange hair keeps motionin' me to hurry up and leave
D    E
So I gulp my coffee - burn my mouth - grab up my coat and slippin' out
E                                   A
I smear a streak of mustard down my sleeve
A
And the guy behind the register takes my bread and shakes his head
A                                        D
And looks at me as though I've blown his mind
D           E                                                          A
Hey, I just come here for some coffee...hope I'm not wastin' anybody's time


Chorus


A   D                      A
And Judy I'm slowly movin' back to you
A     E                                    A
And I wish that I could say I'll treat you better than I used to
A    D                                  A
It's just I'm learnin' lots of things I never knew back then
E                      A
Judy I'm slowly movin' back again
E                      A
Judy I'm slowly movin' back again


Second Verse


A
That blue eyed barracuda smiles and tells me she could use some brand new 
D
clothes
D   E
She grabs my leg and with a wink, asks if I want another drink
E                                        A
She's not the campfire girl you might suppose
A
But she's so busy tellin' me her troubles I don't think she's got time
A                                D
For any kind of trouble small as mine
D           E                                                          A
Hey, I just come in here for nothin'... hope I'm not wastin' anybody's time


Chorus


A   D                      A
And Judy I'm slowly movin' back to you
A     E                                    A
And I wish that I could say I'll treat you better than I used to
A    D                                  A
It's just I'm learnin' lots of things I never knew back then
E                      A
Judy I'm slowly movin' back again
E                      A
Judy I'm slowly movin' back again


Third Verse


B
Well I'm stopped here on the corner, when the red faced cop says move along 
B    E
your way
E      F#
But my nose is cold and my toes are numb, I got no feeling in my thumb
F#                                    B
I think I just might stop inside that church and maybe pray
B
But they pass the plate and they look at me when it turns out that I ain't 
B     E
got a dime
E           F#
Hey, I just come in here to talk to GOD... hope I'm not wastin' anybody's 
B
time


Chorus


E                          B
And Judy I'm slowly movin' back to you
B     F#                                   B
And I wish that I could say I'll treat you better than I used to
B    E                                  B
It's just I'm learnin' lots of things I never knew back then
F#                     B
Judy I'm slowly movin' back again
F#                     B
Judy I'm slowly movin' back again...