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Capo: 3
--Borrowed from CowboyLyrics. 'Intermediate' because of the picking pattern Capo 3
Well I Ghide behind my guitar like a Csparrow in the night GHopin' I might fly away aDnew Cause they'll Glove you when you're wrong and then Cleave you when you're right GTell me baby, what's a boy to Ddo Well I Gcame to town a stranger not Cknowin' how to act GFigured I'd hang out and just get Dfound GMade me some new friends, they Cclimbed way on up my back Been Ggone so long they ain't comin' Ddown You can kiss thCe sky good morning You can Gsay your prayers at night GHide your soul way down in your Cshoes But it's the Csame old scene Borrowed Glove and G/F#faded Emdreams And you Cjust can'tD run from those Arkansas Gblues
Well time is playin' tricks on me, makes me think I'm movin' fast I don't think I'm movin at all And every stranger's face I see reminds me of the past Come on big and leave you feelin' small So I took to drinkin' liquor on the other side of town Way up in those woods, beside the moon Where every graceful dream I had got lost without a sound Tell you what, I can't leave this place too soon Chorus 2: And it don't take no rhyme or reason It don't make no sense at all Just one of those things that you don't choose It's the same old scene Broken hearts and busted strings And you just can't run from those Arkansas blues Well everybody's askin' questions 'out whose side you're on I don't see how it matters much to me And all these midnight celebrations that are ended by the dawn Leave you feelin' low as you can be So I'm leavin' town this morning, gonna lighten up my load See if I can't lose what I have found And it's one drink for the memories and one kiss for the road Aw, look out, I believe I'm Texas bound Chorus 3: California, Oklahoma Arizona, Tennessee I've been all around this land to pay my dues High, low and right behind me Wherever I go they find me And I just can't run from those Arkansas blues