Jeffrey Martin - Thrift store dress

I’ve got that ^C/Gfar away sadness be^Fmaj7/Chind my eyes a^C/Ggain And I ^Gknow you can see it, you can ^Fmaj7/Calways look right ^C/Gin I ^C/Gtry to hold a smile as we ^Fmaj7/Croll on for ^C/Gmiles Playing ^Gsongs for strangers in ^Fmaj7/Ctowns that aren’t ^C/Gours

Let that ^Fmaj7/Cold time^C/G mus^Gic burn a ^Amhole in my chest Burn a ^Fmaj7/Chole in my ^C/Gchest See you ^Fmaj7/Claying i^C/Gn the ^Ggrass in that ^Amthrift store dress In that ^Fmaj7/Cthrift store ^C/Gdress

Now I ^C/Gnever know I’m leaving all the ^Fmaj7/Cplaces I want to ^C/Gstay Until I ^Grealize the feeling that out ^Fmaj7/Clove has gone away^C/G And it ^C/Gmakes me want to have children, build a ^Fmaj7/Chouse that can’t be ^C/Gmoved Still I’m ^Gthankful in my wandering that I’m ^Fmaj7/Cwandering with ^C/Gyou

Let that ^Fmaj7/Cold time^C/G mus^Gic burn a ^Amhole in my chest Burn a ^Fmaj7/Chole in my ^C/Gchest See you ^Fmaj7/Claying i^C/Gn the ^Ggrass in that ^Amthrift store dress In that ^Fmaj7/Cthrift store ^C/Gdress

It’s a de^C/Gsign as pure as any that a ^Fmaj7/Cwoman makes a ^C/Gman ^GBetter than he is when he’s ^Fmaj7/Ctrying to under^C/Gstand The ^C/Gworld from an island he ^Fmaj7/Cbuilt of lonesome ^C/Gdreams At ^Gnight you sing to parts of me that I ^Fmaj7/Chaven’t ever ^C/Gseen

Let that ^Fmaj7/Cold time^C/G mus^Gic burn a ^Amhole in my chest Burn a ^Fmaj7/Chole in my ^C/Gchest See you ^Fmaj7/Claying i^C/Gn the ^Ggrass in that ^Amthrift store dress In that ^Fmaj7/Cthrift store ^C/Gdress See you ^Fmaj7/Claying i^C/Gn the ^Ggrass in that ^Amthrift store dress In that ^Fmaj7/Cthrift store ^C/Gdress