Seth Avett - Willie got there first

^CWell it struck me how cold the rain was ^C7but I didn't look for cover at ^Fall I just ^Gstood there face to face with my love ^Fwatching her tear drops ^Gfall ^CAnd sad as it was, her blue eyes inspired^C7 me ^C7switched on a light in my ^Fmind and ^Gwhen she was gone, I wrote down a song to ^Fclaim the moment as ^Gmine

But ^FWillie ^Ggot there ^Cfirst put ^Fheartache and ^Gheartbreak in^Cto rev^Ferse G G e|-----------------------------------------------| B|-----------------------------------------------| G|----------------------------------0--2---0-----| D|----------------------0----2---3---------------| A|-----------0--2----3---------------------------| E|---------3-------------------------------------| like an alchemist turning his sorrow to gold F G e|----------------------------| B|----------------------------| G|--2-0--------0--------------| D|---------3---------3--2---0-| A|----------------------------| E|----------------------------| lyrics like maps for a soul ^GEloquent ^Ftruth and a ^D/F#common man's ^Gwords I ^Fhave such a ^Ggood ^Cidea for a ^Fsong But^Am Willie ^Ggot there ^Cfirst

^CThe phases and stages of life they've been ^C7changing ^C7and I was sure changing ^Ftoo ^Gthe rivers of whiskey and Bloody Mary mornings were ^Fcausing my plans to fall ^Gthrough ^CBut when I was down I met me an ^C7angel ^C7flying too close to the ^Fground ^Gand we rose up together and the victory moved me to ^Fmake a musical ^Gsound

But ^FWillie ^Ggot there ^Cfirst but ^Ffalling in ^Glove to a b^Ceautiful ^Fverse G G e|---------------------------------------------------------| B|---------------------------------------------------------| G|-------------------------------------------0---2---0-----| D|-------------------------------0----2---3----------------| A|-----------------0-----2----3----------------------------| E|---------3-----------------------------------------------| like the brush strokes of a renaissance master so bold F G e|---------------------------------| B|---------------------------------| G|--2-----0--------0---------------| D|-------------3---------3---2---0-| A|---------------------------------| E|---------------------------------| still lifes of cold black and gold ^Gbreath taking ^Fcountry side, l^D/F#andscapes of ^Gwords I ^Fhave such a ^Ggood ^Cidea for a ^Fsong But^Am Willie ^Ggot there ^Cfirst

The ^Grhymes are already ^Cwritten the ^Grhythm laid down by the^C band the ^Amelodys already been brought to life by the ^Dpiano players right ^D7hand ^D7Bobby play it ^Cpretty ^Cleave that harp solo^G in and ^AMickey take us, home one more time then lets ^Dget on the road ^Gagain

^CI'm crazy for feeling so lonely with my ^C7family ^C7and so many ^Ffriends ^GI know how it is with life as with love when^F one ends another ^Gbegins ^Cto live well you must be ^C7tougher than leather ^C7and tender as a babe in ^Fa manger ^Glets lift up a glass of yesterdays wine and ^Fcheers to the red headed s^Gtranger

Cause ^FWillie ^Ggot there ^Cfirst put ^FGod and the ^Gdevil int^Co the same ^Fverse G G e|-------------------------------------------------| B|-------------------------------------------------| G|------------------------------------0---2--0-----| D|-------------------------0---2---3---------------| A|-------------0---2---3---------------------------| E|--------3----------------------------------------| like a preacher man letting his Sermon unfold F G e|------------------------------| B|------------------------------| G|----2---0-------0-------------| D|-------------3------3---2---0-| A|------------------------------| E|------------------------------| a tune like a cure for a soul ^Gthe ^Ftruth in a ^D/F#cowboys ^Gwords I ^Fhave such a ^Ggood ^Cidea for a ^Fsong But^Am Willie ^Ggot there ^Cfirst ^F Yeah ^AmWillie g^Got there f^Cirst