Gregory Alan Isakov - The moon song

^Fthe tail lights burn ^Cred ^Fthey were hotter than h^Amell and i've been ^Flong gone co^G7uldn't you t^Cell

^Fthe smoke in the ^Cair ^Fcouldn't hide my s^Amhame saw it l^Fit up on that s^G7ilver sc^Creen

^Gahh ah-ah-^Cah-ah-a^Fh that full bellied m^Coon she's a s^Ghinin on ^Amme ^Gyeah eh-eh-^Ceh-eh-e^Fh she pulls on this h^Ceart like she p^Gulls on the ^Amsea

^Amoh-oh... and you came on st^Frong like some ru^Cnning wave ^Amyour beauty left me... b^Froke... and ^Chungry ^Amleft me begging to the bi^Frds for a bone or an o^Cffering left me saying not^Amhin, no^Fthin, like i always ^Csay

^Gahh ah-ah-a^Ch-ah-a^Fh that full bellied m^Coon she's a sh^Ginin on ^Amme ^Gyeah eh-eh-^Ceh-eh-eh^F she pulls on this ^Cheart like she ^Gpulls on the^Am sea ^Gahh ah-ah-^Cah-ah-ah^F, yeah she's sh^Cinin on, s^Ghine on ^Amme ^G(yeah eh-eh-^Ceh-eh-e^Fh) well those broken hearted l^Covers, they got ^Gnothing on Am C(intro again for 2 measures) me... hmhmm...