Mat Kearney - Learning to love again

^AmYour poker f^Gace ain't fooling ^Fnobody, nobo^Cdy here ^AmWe've all fe^Glt the flame and she^Fd those same ^Ctears ^AmDriving home to a o^Gne man hell, still c^Founting years, s^Ctill counting years ^AmHey broth^Ger we're all l^Fearning to love aga^Cin ^Am'Cause that was the r^Geal you running th^Frough the fields of g^Cold wide open ^AmStanding in ^Gplaces no pic^Fture contai^Cns ^AmThat was the r^Geal you, windows do^Fwn, we could smell the min^Ct fields crying ^AmSing with the r^Gadio to son^Fg we can't na^Cme ^AmThat was the re^Gal you saying, "M^Faybe I'm not too you^Cng to be a cowboy." ^AmHey brothe^Gr, we're all lea^Frning to love ^Cagain ^AmHey brothe^Gr, we're all lea^Frning to love ^Cagain ^AmMaking up your be^Gd that day on a ^Fforeign floor between f^Coreign walls ^AmThinking 'bout the w^Gords you'd say to a p^Fhone that never c^Calls ^AmFeel the weight of your fath^Ger's ring and ^Fall those dreams, and a^Cll those dreams ^AmHey br^Gother, we're all lea^Frning to love ^Cagain ^Am'Cause that was the r^Geal you running th^Frough the fields of g^Cold wide open ^AmStanding in ^Gplaces no pic^Fture contai^Cns ^AmThat was the r^Geal you, windows do^Fwn, we could smell the min^Ct fields crying ^AmSing with the r^Gadio to son^Fg we can't na^Cme ^AmThat was the re^Gal you saying, "M^Faybe I'm not too you^Cng to be a cowboy." ^AmHey brothe^Gr, we're all lea^Frning to love ^Cagain ^AmHey brothe^Gr, we're all lea^Frning to love ^Cagain ^Am'Cause that was the re^Gal you standing th^Fere in the sh^Cape of your body ^AmFear don' ^Gknow no love when w^Fe're all the s^Came ^AmThat was the re^Gal you looki^Fng back acro^Css the water ^AmTears falling like r^Gain, drops rippl^Fing against the s^Chame ^AmThat was the re^Gal you singing hallel^Fujah, looking down a^C barrel ^AmHey brothe^Gr, we're all lea^Frning to love ^Cagain ^AmHey brothe^Gr, we're all lea^Frning to love ^Cagain