Artist: | Tyler Childers (English) |
User: | mackiel@msn.com |
Duration: | 130 seconds |
Delay: | 12 seconds |
Chord names: | Not defined |
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Comment: | - |
[Intro]
D A G x2
[Verse 1]
D A
Well, my buckle makes impressions on the inside of her thigh
G
There are little feathered Indians where we tussled through the night
D A
If I'd known she was religious then I wouldn't have came stoned
G
To the house of such an angel too fucked up to get back home
[Interlude]
D A G x2
[Verse 2]
D A
Lookin' over West Virginia, smoking spirits on the roof
G
She asked ain't anybody told ya that them things are bad for you
D A
I said many folks have warned me, there's been several people try
G
But up till now there ain't been nothing that I couldn't leave behind
[Chorus]
A7 G
Hold me close, my dear
A7 G
Sing your whisperin' song
A7 G
softly in my ear
A7 G
and I will sing along
Bm A G
Honey, tell me how your love runs true
Bm A G
and how I can always count on you
A
to be there when the bullets fly
G G G D
I'd run across the river just to hold you tonight
[Interlude]
D A G x2
[Verse 3]
D A
Well, my heart is sweatin' bullets from the circles it has raced
G
Like a little feathered Indian calling out the clouds for rain
D A
I go runnin' through the thicket, I go careless through the thorns
G
just to hold her for a minute, though it'd leave me wanting more
[Chorus]
A7 G
Hold me close, my dear
A7 G
Sing your whisperin' song
A7 G
softly in my ear
A7 G
and I will sing along
Bm A G
Honey, tell me how your love runs true
Bm A G
and how I can always count on you
A
to be there when the bullets fly
G G G D
I'd run across the river just to hold you tonight
[Outro]
D A G x2
Bm