[Strophe]
D 
She took down the photograph of our wedding day 
D 
Ripped it down the middle and threw my half away 
          G                   D 
And I got nobody to blame but me 
      G                   D 
I got nobody to blame but me 
D 
She broke all my fishing rods, put my guns in hock 
D 
Threw my clothes out in the yard and changed out all the locks 
          G                    D 
And I got nobody to blame but me 
       G                  D 
I got nobody to blame but me
[Refrain]
D 
I know right where I went wrong 
G                        D 
I know just what got her gone 
D                                G 
Turned my life into this country song 
G                             D 
And I got nobody to blame but me 
      G                   D 
I got nobody to blame but me
[Strophe]
D 
She fired up my old hot rod, ran it in the pond 
D 
Put sugar in my John Deere, I can't even mow my lawn 
          G                   D 
And I got nobody to blame but me 
     G                   D 
I got nobody to blame but me 
D 
She built her a bonfire With my old six string 
D 
Took all my good whiskey and poured it down the drain 
          G                   D 
And I got nobody to blame but me 
     G                   D 
I got nobody to blame but me