Aaron West and the Roaring Twenties - Divorce and the american south

^DHey Dianne Could you pick Up The pho^Gne I know that you're l^Distening Baby I know that you're ^Ahome And I know where i ^Emwent wrong Don't you leave me ^Galone Could you pick up the ^Dphone^{A G} I'm lost at a truck ^Dstop somewhere in the ^Gsouth I don't know where i'm ^Bmgoing but I'm figuring it o^Aut I locked myself in this ^Emphone booth read you the number a^Gloud Now I'm waiting it ou^Dt If I ^Glay here l^Dong enough maybe the b^Emugs will eat me whole If I ^Gstay here ^Dlong enough maybe the n^Emight could take me home I won't let g^Ao even if you say so^G No I won't let g^Do ^{A G} Hey Dia^Dnne I've been trying to qu^Git I went from a ^Dpack and a half a day t^Ao this e-cigarette bullshit It don't g^Emive me what I want but it st^Gops them coughing fits Oh I know how you hate i^Dt ^{A G} Hey Dianne^D I know I fucked ^Gup It's just when ^Bmwe lost the baby I^A kind of shut off And I kn^Emow I never listened I wasn't th^Gere for you enough I'm^D a fuck up If I ^Glay here l^Dong enough maybe the bug^Ems will eat me whole If I s^Gtay here ^Dlong enough maybe the ni^Emght would take me home I won't let ^Ago even if you say s^Go No I won't let go ^{D A G Em} I had a d^Dream tha^Bmt I I ^Aflew back nor^Gth ^Em And the pl^Dane went dow^Bmn before we hi^At new^G york You didn't come to the ^Dfuneral^{A G} You didn't come to the ^Dfuneral^{A G} I hope you'd come to th^De funer^Aal ^G I hope you'd come to th^De funer^Aal ^G Hey Dia^Dnne