Peach Pit - Private presley

^F#mThe two room ^Eshotgun ^Dhouse ^F#mThe folks could ^Ehear her ^Dhowls ^F#mThe cotton bed s^Eheets blood, my^D son ^F#mOne less, when ^Eits all ^Ddone ^F#mAhhhh-ahhh, ^C#mahhh ^Bm7ahh ^F#mLove me tender like ^Ewhat keeps you ^Dwell ^F#mMy voice is back home while ^EI'm in ^Dhell ^F#mWhos the ol slew foot who ^Etook you from ^Dme ^F#mCried oh Private Presley, she ^Eswayed like the ^Dtrees

^F#mThe bus line, ^Epeople ^Dshout ^F#mReach out with my hand to these^E sidewalk ^Dcrowds ^F#mAll of these faces, you ^Ecan't see, with ^Dme ^F#mJust wanna go home, my ^Eriver winds ^Dbreeze ^F#mAhhhhh-ahhhh, ^C#mAhh ^Bm7ahhhh..... ^F#mLove me tender like ^Ewhat keeps you ^Dwell ^F#mMy voice is back home while ^E'm in h^Dell ^F#mWho's the ol' slew foot who ^Etook you from ^Dme ^F#mCried oh Private Presley, she ^Eswayed like the ^Dtrees F#m ^F#mThe Memphis ^Esun still s^Dhone ^F#mTupelo's air still ^Efilled my ^Dlungs ^F#mAlone except my ^Esongs, youre ^Dgone ^F#mJust bring me ^Ewith you l^Dove

^F#mLove me tender like what ^Ekeeps you ^Dwell ^F#mMy voice is back home while ^EI'm in ^Dhell ^F#mWho's the ol' slew foot who ^Etook you from ^Dme ^F#mCried oh Private Presley, sh^Ee sways like t^Dhe trees