The White Buffalo - Shall we go on

He brushed against her das^Ftardly ^C Son of a cat^Fastrophe ^C Well he shot the ^Flights right o^Cut of her ey^Ges He took her b^Fy the ha^Cnd Helpless w^Fithin his co^Cmmand He ripped her ^Fheart out o^Cf her c^Ghest And put it with ^Chis

He got a c^Frazy he^Cart One beat from the ^Fvery st^Cart He thought it o^Fnly mo^Cved the b^Glood She never even d^Freamed of l^Cove Now it's rushing in ^Flike a ^Cflood No do^Fubt that he^C's the o^Gne And it's only ^Cbegun

Shall we go ^Fon ^{C G C} Shall we go ^Fon ^{C G C}

They got their na^Fmes tatto^Coed The cursive s^Floppy and cr^Cude His on his ^Farm and ^Chers on her b^Greast In a heart it reads J^Folene + J^Coe Oh now the whole wo^Frld will k^Cnow No m^Fatter how n^Cear or ^Gfar They're never a^Cpart

Their fo^Flks say they're cr^Cazy, too yo^Gung and too pr^Coud Well this ^Fain't no love s^Ctory, t^Ghis ain't a^Cllowed They say ^FJesus deny^C them, though they'^Gve done nothing ^Cwrong Well they ^Fknew thems^Celves all al^Gong, you have to just stay ^Cstrong

Shall we go ^Fon ^C (x^G4) ^C