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^FShe lifts her skirt up to her knees Walks through the garden rows with her bare feet, ^Claughing ^FI never learned to count my blessings I choose instead to dwell in my disa^Csters

^AmWalk on down the hill Through the ^Egrass grown tall and brown And still it's ^Fhard somehow to let go of my ^Cpain ^AmOn past the busted back Of this ^Eold and rusted Cadillac That ^Fsinks into this field collecting^C rain

^CWill I al^Gways ^Ffeel ^Amthis ^Eway ^{E7 C}So emp^Gty, ^Fso ^Amestra^Enged ^E7

^FOf these cutthroat busted sunsets, These cold and damp white mornings I have ^Cgrown weary ^FIf through my cracked and dusty dimestore lips I spoke these words out loud would no one ^Chear me

^AmLay your blouse across the chair Let ^Efall the flowers from your hair And ^Fkiss me with that country mouth so ^Cplain ^AmOutside the rain is tapping on the leaves ^ETo me it sounds like they're ^Fapplauding us, the quiet love we ^Cmake

^CWill I al^Gways ^Ffeel ^Amthis ^Eway ^{E7 C}So emp^Gty, ^Fso ^Amestra^Enged ^E7

^FWell I looked my demons in the eyes Laid bare my chest said do your best and ^Cdestroy me ^FSee I've been to hell and back so many times I must admit you kind of ^Cbore me

^AmThere's a lot of things that can kill a man There's a l^Eot of ways to die Yes and ^Fsome already dead who walk beside ^Cyou ^AmThere's a lot of things I don't understand Why so ^Emany people lie ^FWell it's the hurt you hide that fuels the fires ^Cinside you

^CWill I al^Gways ^Ffeel ^Amthis ^Eway ^{E7 C}So emp^Gty, ^Fso ^Amestra^Enged ^E7