Justin Townes Earle - One more night in brooklyn

Tire^Ad of laying in bed, li^Dstening to the water ^Erun ^{A D E} Ceil^Aing’s falling i^Dn, Baby’s dr^Eess is co^Avered in du^Dst ^E S^Do I don’t care what it cos^Ats B^Daby dust that old thing o^Eff Itâ€^A™s one more night in Brookl^Dyn, Baby weâ?^E?™re gett^Aing lo^Dst ^E I ai^An’t taking you home^D, I found a lit^Etle place that^A’^Dll do^E It’ll^A never match the beauty ^Dof a Tenness^Eee spring, but i^Ats something^D new^E So le^Dt em say what they’ll s^Aay I^D’ll find a way that wi^Ell make it pay Itâ?^A?™s one more night in Brook^Dlyn, Baby th^Eat’s al^Al I can ^Dtake ^E

Iâ^D€™m tired of waiting on you, wa^Aiting on a train ^DTired of your late night calls with the same^E old complaints So p^Aack up your bags, s^Dtart looking ^Ewest, but toni^Aght ^{D E} Ord^Aering in, ma^Dking damn su^Ere we don’t l^Aeave nothing be^Dhind^E So^D baby put your hands on ^Ame Le^Dt’s get real high and just^E go to sleep It’^As one more night in Broo^Dklyn, Baby its^E just you^A and me On^De more n^Eight