J.B. Beverley - Disappear on down the line

^GSitting in this cold dark house, alone o^Dnce again. With them fo^Cur white walls of silence ^Emand the voices in my he^Dad. I^G turned off the porch ligh^Dt. I turned off the phone, and I'm gonna drink ^Cmyself all the way ^Eminto the unknow^Dn.

^GMissing you baby, wishing you ^Dwere by my side. But that b^Cottle's laying in your spot taking your ^Emplace for the nig^Dht. ^GWill it wake up empty. Will ^DI wake up at all. I'm gonna ^Cput these next words down for you befo^Emre I take this fall. ^D

^GWoman I love you, but them d^Ememons got me n^Cow. I'm reaching u^Gp for you as they're d^Emragging me dow^Cn. Maybe tomorrow I^G'll hold you and it'll a^Emll be just f^Cine. If I don't disap^Dpear on down that line. ^G

^GPicking on this old guitar, it^D used to get me through. It's k^Cept me oh so close to god, ^Embut so damn far from y^Dou. ^GFor all this miles I picked up som^De battle scars. Now I'll sh^Cout it to the heavens can you h^Emear me from afa^Dr.

^GWoman I love you, but them d^Ememons got me n^Cow. I'm reaching u^Gp for you as they're dr^Emagging me dow^Cn. Maybe tomorrow I^G'll hold you and it'll al^Eml be just fi^Cne. If I don't disap^Dpear on down that line. ^G

^GI hear that old train whistle,^D blowing through this town. I s^Cure hope by the morning this ole b^Emoy's still ar^Dound. I^G didn't want you to worry, fo^Dr now they haven't won. Now I'll ^Cleave you with these last few words and quit st^Emaring at my gun.^D

^GWoman I love you, but them d^Ememons got me n^Cow. I'm reaching up^G for you as they're drag^Emging me do^Cwn. Maybe tomorrow I'^Gll hold you and it'll al^Eml be just f^Cine. If I don't disap^Dpear on down that line. ^G