Tim McGraw - Cant be really gone

Her ^Dhat is hanging ^Bmby the door, the ^Gone she bought in ^AMexico It ^Dblocked the wind, it s^Bmtopped the rain, she'd ne^Gver leave that o^Ane So, she ^Emcan't be really ^Agone ^D

The ^Dshoes she bought on ^BmChristmas Eve, she la^Gughed and said they ca^Alled her name It's ^Dlike they're waiting ^Bmin the hall, for ^Gher to slip them o^An So, she ^Emcan't be really ^Agone

^G I don't know when she'll come back, she^D/F# must intend to come back^Em I've ^Gseen the error of my w^Days ^G Don't waste the tears on me^D/F#, what more proof do you ^Emneed Just ^Emlook around the r^D/F#oom So ^Emmuch of ^Gher rema^Ains

Her ^Dbook is lying ^Bmon the bed, the tw^Go of hearts to m^Aark her page Now ^Dwho could ever ^Bmwalk awy at cha^Gpter twenty-on^Ae So, she ^Emcan't be really ^Agone

Just ^Emlook around the r^D/F#oom So ^Emmuch of ^Gher rema^Ains

Her ^Dbook is lying ^Bmon the bed, the tw^Go of hearts to m^Aark her page Now ^Dwho could ever ^Bmwalk away, with ^Gso much left u^Andone So, she ^Emcan't be really ^Agone

No, she ^Emcan't be really ^Agone D Bm G A D Bm G A