Lucinda Williams - Sweet old world

^ESee what you lost when you left this ^F#mworld, ^Bthis sweet old ^Eworld ^ESee what you lost when you left this ^F#mworld, this sweet old ^Bworld ^EThe breath from your own ^F#mlips, the ^Btouch of finger^Etips ^EA sweet and ^F#mtender ^Bkiss ^EThe sound of a midnight ^F#mtrain, ^Bwearing someone's ^Ering ^ESomeone ^F#mcalling your ^Bname ^ASomebody so warm ^G#mcradled in your arm ^ADidn't you think you were worth anyt^Bhing See what you ^Elost when you left this ^F#mworld, ^Bthis sweet o^Eld world ^ESee what you lost when you left this ^F#mworld, this sweet old ^Bworld

^EMillions of us in ^F#mlove, ^Bpromises made ^Egood Your own ^F#mflesh and ^Bblood ^ELooking for some ^F#mtruth, ^Bdancing with no ^Eshoes ^EThe beat, the ^F#mrhythm, the ^Bblues ^AThe pounding of your heart's drum ^G#mtogether with another one ^ADidn't you think anyone ^Bloved you See what you ^Elost when you left this ^F#mworld, ^Bthis sweet o^Eld world ^ESee what you lost when you left this ^F#mworld, this sweet old ^Bworld See what you ^Elost when you left this ^F#mworld, ^Bthis sweet o^Eld world ^ESee what you lost when you left this ^F#mworld, this sweet old ^Bworld