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 in, Ba^Dby’s dress is cov^Eered in d^Aust ^{D E} S^Do I don’t care what it costs ^A B^Daby dust that old thing o^Eff It’s o^Ane more night in Brooklyn, B^Daby we’re gett^Eing lost ^{A D E} I ai^An’t taking you home, I f^Dound a little p^Elace that’ll d^Ao ^{D E} It’ll neve^Ar match the beauty of a ^DTennessee sp^Ering, but its so^Amething new ^{D E} So le^Dt em say what they’ll say ^A I^D’ll find a way that will ma^Eke it pay It’s ^Aone more night in Brooklyn, ^DBaby that’s ^Eall I can ta^Ake ^{D E}

I’m^D tired of waiting on you, waiting^A 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 leave ^Anothing behind ^{D E} So^D baby put your hands on ^Ame Le^Dt’s get real high and just go t^Eo sleep It’s one^A more night in Brooklyn,^D Baby its just^E you and ^Ame On^De more n^Eight