Ryn Weaver - Pierre

^Asounds good in the first verse, but so does ^Asus4so it's really your choice

^AI danced in the desert, in the pouring rain ^ADrank with the devil and forgot my name ^AWoke with somebody when the morning came ^ANo one there to shame me for my youth ^ACause I wouldn't be with you

^AAnd then I found me a lover who could play the bass ^AHe's kinda quiet, but his body ain't ^ASpend the days dreaming and the nights awake ^ADoin' things we know we shouldn't ^Ddo ^DCause I wouldn't be wi^F#mth you

^F#mSays he can't believe he fo^Eund me Wraps his arms aro^Dund me Yeah-eah, e

N.C.

ah-eah-eah-yeah

^AI can't let him in ^AYou call me up and ask me how I've been ^AI'll call your bluff and ^DKeep on telling, telling, telling you lies ^AKeep on telling, telling, telling you lies ^ANo, I can't let them in ^AYou play me rough, but I won't let you in ^ASo, call my bluff, I'll ^DKeep on telling, telling, telling you lies ^AKeep on telling you lies ^F#mCount down to the day they may come t^Drue

^AAnd I fell for a vagabond, a month at tops ^ALied and said his bike was in the motor shop ^ADrove my car once and made the tire pop ^AStill we had some fun, till I came ^Dto ^DCause I wouldn't be with^A you

^AOn the Fourth of July, I met a man, Pierre ^ALied about his age, but I didn't care ^ASpoke in broken English but the heart was there ^AIn those eyes of sky and ocean ^Dblue ^DCause I wouldn't be with ^F#myou

^F#mHe says he can't believe he f^Eound me Wraps his arms ar^Dound me Yeah-eah,

N.C.

eah-eah-eah-yeah

^AI can't let him in ^AYou call me up and ask me how I've been ^AI'll call your bluff and ^DKeep on telling, telling, telling you lies ^AKeep on telling, telling, telling you lies ^ANo, I can't let them in ^AYou play me rough, but I won't let you in ^ASo, call my bluff, I'll ^DKeep on telling, telling, telling you lies ^AKeep on telling you lies ^F#mCount down to the day they may come t^Drue

^DI'm counting ^Adow-ow-ow-ow-own ^AI'm still so dow-ow-ow-ow-own ^AI'll come around