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Kenny Chesney Sing 'Em Good My Friend Standard Tuning Chorded by: Jeff Martin E E2 A2 A F#m |-0-||-0-||-0-||-0-||-2-| |-0-||-0-||-0-||-2-||-2-| |-1-||-9-||-6-||-2-||-2-| |-2-||-9-||-7-||-2-||-4-| |-2-||-7-||-7-||-0-||-4-| |-0-||-0-||-0-||-x-||-2-| Intro: A2 - E
EHoo E2ooo A2ooo EHoo E2ooo A2ooo EHe was sellin' an old A2guitar and I bought it EI saw her smilin' A2picture in his wallet EHe said I call her baby but her A2Christian name is, Charlotte. EDo do do-do-E2oo, A2do do do do EShe spends her days downtown A2hooked up to some machine EThey say time can heal, but time can't A2heal everything EThe lords gonna take her home real A2soon flyin' on, angels wings EDo do do-do-E2oo, A2do do do do AI'm gonna cry right now and Ethat's okay AWe're all gonna die, Esomeday F#mYou won't remember a single Aword I'm tryin' to say EDo do do-do-E2oo, A2do do do do AIt's all a grand delusion when you Ethink you're in control AShe's all I got left, I'm sellin' Eeverything I own There's no F#mgood in a goodbye, it's the Abeginning of the end
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EDo do do-do-E2oo, Ado do do do Ah Yeah
This old guitar case has been a million miles Been a fools disciple, missed dance recitals, and the birth of every child Honestly, honesty never goes out of style Sing the pain my friend So the world see's her as just desperate, gray, and old All I see is my true love, my heart, my life, my soul At least for one more night I got a beautiful wrinkled hand to hold Sing the truth my friend. I'm gonna cry right now and that's okay We're all gonna die, someday You won't remember a single word I'm tryin' to say It's all a grand delusion when you think you're in control She's all I got left, I'm sellin' everything I own There's no good in a goodbye, it's the beginning of the end I left some songs in this guitar Sing Em' Good My Friend I'm gonna sing the pain away I'm gonna sing the truth, and then I'm gonna sing em' good, for my old friend Well I cried when I got in my truck, so I put on my shades Looked up at the crimson sky, as the sun began to fade And for the first time, in a long time, I swear I think I prayed I'm gonna sing the pain away I'm gonna sing the truth, and then I'm gonna sing em' good, for my old friend Yeah my old friend.