Keith Whitley - Nobody in his right mind

^DI burn with de^Asire each time my ^Bmheart fans the ^Bmfir^Ae To that ^Gold flame that burns inside of ^Dme ^{A D}She cried when I ^Aleft her, now I ^Bmcry to for^Bmget^A her Oh, how ^Gfoolish I was to ever wanna ^Aleave

'Cause ^Dnobody in his right m^Bmind would've left he^Gr ^DI had to be ^Bmcrazy to say ^Ggoodby^Ae ^DNobody in his ^Bmright mind would've ^Gleft her Even my ^Gheart was smart e^Anough to stay be^Dhind ^{Bm G A}

^DI still carry her ^Apicture,^Bm I wish her ^Bmwel^Al with that ^Gnew love I know she's found by ^Dnow ^A Each ^Dnight finds me ^Adreaming, each ^Bmday I spend ^Bmthi^Anking How much I ^Gwish she was still a^Around

Even my ^Gheart was smart ^Aenough to stay be^Dhind ^{Bm G A}