Reba McEntire - The fear of being alone
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Tuning: E A D G B E
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D G A D
[Verse]
We Dordered up Gone more Abottle of Dwine
You told me your Gstory and I Athought about Dmine
You said when you Glost her you Alost every Dthing
It all started Ghaving a fam Ailiar Dring
So I Dasked you to Gtake me Asome place Dquiet
We wound up at the Griver for the Arest of the Dnight
Somewhere a Ground the Abreak of Dday
I could hear it Gcoming from a Amile aw Day
So Gdon't say that Dword
Not the Gone we both Dheard Atoo much
You Gmay think you Ddo but you Emdon't
It's just the Afear of being al Done
DReckless Ghearts can Aclear a Dpath
Wider than a Ghurricane's Aafter Dmath
We've both Gtraveled Adown that Droad
Where in the name of Glove Aanything goes
So Gdon't say that Dword
Not the Gone we both Dheard Atoo much
You Gmay think you Ddo but you Emdon't
It's just the Afear of being al Done
BmLike a Achild in the Gnight
With Bmno one to Ahold you
And tell you Emeverthing's gonna Abe all right
I Dmust ad Gmit Ait's been Dfun
But that's no Greason to Ajump the Dgun
If this is Greal Atime will Dtell
So let me No Chord bite my tongue and remind myself
GDon't say that Dword
Not the Gone we both Dheard Atoo much
You Gmay think you Ddo but you Emdon't
It's just the Afear of being al Done