The Wood Brothers - Loaded

^AYou never smiled at my ^Eopening ^F#mline ^AIf I remember it right well you ^Emight have been ^F#mcyrin' ^B5I didn't know you but I thought it was ^Etime

^AYou didn't ask to know ^Ewhat I was ^F#mthinkin' ^AI know it was late and I ^Emight have been ^F#mdrinkin' ^B5When my passion welled up ^B5And I readied my aim ^B5I didn't know my own ^Ename ^E7

I was ^Aloaded, ^Eloaded ^AI have to say I was ^Dload^Dmed

^AYou shied away but I ^Ehunted you ^F#mdown ^AThe truth is a bully and it'^Ell slap you ^F#maround ^B5I know it can be ^B5A pretty rough ride ^B5When my true heart's kickin' my ^Eside

I was ^Aloaded, ^Eloaded ^AProud to say I was ^Dload^Dmed Sometimes the ^Atip of my tongue Is the ^Ebarrel of a gun And it's ^Dlo^Dmaded^A

^AAll alone on my knee with my ^Edreams of the ^F#mpast ^ABut my aim is till true and my ^Edraw is still ^F#mfast ^B5My heart pulls the trigger ^B5It doesn't wait ^B5Who wants a heart that ^Ehesitates

I was ^Aloaded, ^Eloaded ^AHave to say I was ^Dload^Dmed Sometimes the ^Atip of my tongue is the ^Ebarrel of a gun And it's ^Dlo^Dmade^Ad ^E Yeah the ^Atip of my tongue Is the ^Ebarrel of a gun And it's ^Dlo^Dmade^Ad