David Allan Coe - I gave up

^FEverything?s the way that you ^Bbleft it baby The ^Cbroken heart, the tears and the ^Fpain I set your plate on the ^Bbtable each night ^CJust to keep from going in^Fsane I?ve tried ^Bbwhiskey and women Till it ^Fdidn?t matter If I ^Cknew my right from my ^Fwrong Then I ^Fmade a decision To ^Bblive with your memory Pre^Ctending that you wasn?t ^Fgone.

I ^BbGave Up On Trying To Get ^FOver You I ^Cdone everything that a ^Fman can do To ^Bbsoften the pain when your ^Flove was through I ^CGave Up On Trying To Get ^FOver You. ^{Bb F}

^FAll of your clothes I hung ^BbBack in the closet ^CNext to the bed beside ^Fme I put your pictures ^Bbup on the wall ^CJust the way that they used to ^Fbe I threw ^Bblipstick and perfume All ^Fover the dresser And ^Ccigarette butts on the ^Ffloor ^FIt?s hard to conceive ^BbAnyone could believe ^CThat you don?t live here ^Fanymore.

I ^CGave Up On Trying To Get ^FOver You. ^{Bb F}