Misc Unsigned Bands - Ronald bushey - cold in colorado

It’s ^Ccold in Colorado, colder in my ^Fheart, ^GShattered hopes and dreams; ^G7tear me a^Cpart. ^G7 I ^Ccrossed that old blue river, a river of ^Ftears, and I don’t ^Gknow if I can live - another heart-break ^Cyear.

It was ^Cdown in old Kentucky, where bluegrass ^Fgrows, ^GHope springs eternal, ^G7when bourbon whiskey ^Cflows. Met a ^Cpretty young lady, a southern aristo^Fcrat, and I ^Gshould have known better ^G7to trust a gal like ^Cthat.

Now it’s ^Fcold in Colorado, colder in my ^Cheart, These ^Gshattered hopes and dreams; tear me a^Cpart. I ^Fcrossed that old blue river, a river of ^Ctears, and I don’t ^Gknow if I can live ^G7another heart-break ^Cyear.

On a ^Cmoonlit night in Georgia, met a sweet southern ^Fbell, ^GThought I knew the ways of love ^G7thought I knew them ^Cwell. She was ^Csweeter than the jasmine, I do remember ^Fthat, Now, a^Gnother shattered dream ^G7she’s never coming ^Cback.

Now it’s ^Fcold in Colorado, colder in my ^Cheart, These ^Gshattered hopes and dreams; tear me a^Cpart. I ^Fcrossed that old blue river, a river of ^Ctears, and I don’t ^Gknow if I can live ^G7another heart-break ^Cyear.

There’s ^Gbeen too many lovers, too ^Fmany memor^Cies, That ^Gtook my heart and soul and the ^Fbetter part of ^Cme.

Now it’s ^Fcold in Colorado, colder in my ^Cheart, These ^Gshattered hopes and dreams; tear me a^Cpart. I ^Fcrossed that old blue river, a river of ^Ctears, and I don’t ^Gknow if I can live ^G7another heart-break ^Cyear.

No I don’t ^Gknow if I can live ^G7another heart-break ^Fyear.^{C G C}