Evan Honer - Jersey giant

^GI remember all them ^Dsummers ^AmPlaying till my fingers ^Cbled ^GYou’d sing songs and I’d sing ^Dwith you ^AmWe’d get drunk and go to ^Cbed ^GLooking back at all them ^Dmemories ^AmLord, I hate to sleep a^Clone ^GBut if you ever get the ^Dnotion ^AmThat you need me let me ^Cknow

^GIt’s just two hours to get there, babe ^DI can make it back in ‘bout an hour or so ^AmHold you close against my skin ^CI need a little warmth on a night so cold ^GSinging songs we used to sing ^DThe one about the lady in the long black veil ^AmShould have seen the warning signs ^CLord, I love to hear you wail ^GHigh and lonesome, hard and strong ^DEven if it was a little out of tune ^AmHotter than socks on the Jersey Giant ^CLord, I thought you hung the moon

^GI remember all them ^Dwinters ^AmDrinking Woodford till we ^Cdrown ^GWe'd get wind about a p^Darty ^AmBundle up and go to ^Ctown ^GNever worry about the p^Dolice ^AmNever worried much at ^Call ^GI miss those nights of reckless ^Dglory ^AmI’d come back if you’d just ^Ccall

^GIt’s just two hours to get there, babe ^DI can make it back in ‘bout an hour or so ^AmHold you close against my skin ^CI need a little warmth on a night so cold ^GSinging songs we used to sing ^DThe one about the lady in the long black veil ^AmShould have seen the warning signs ^CLord, I love to hear you wail ^GHigh and lonesome, hard and strong ^DEven if it was a little out of tune ^AmHotter than socks on the Jersey Giant ^CLord, I thought you hung the moon

^Am I left town when we were ^Dover ^Am ‘Cause it didn’t feel the ^Csame ^Am Every backroad held a ^Dmemory ^Am And every memory held your ^Cname ^C

^GIt’s just two hours to get there, babe ^DI can make it back in ‘bout an hour or so ^AmHold you close against my skin ^CI need a little warmth on a night so cold ^GSinging songs we used to sing ^DThe one about the lady in the long black veil ^AmShould have seen the warning signs ^CLord, I love to hear you wail ^GHigh and lonesome, hard and strong ^DEven if it was a little out of tune ^AmHotter than socks on the Jersey Giant ^CLord, I thought you hung the moon