Trisha Yearwood - Those words we said

^EmI left you with nothing but a ^Gfew tears in my ^Deyes Now I'm ^Emhalfway down the interstate past^G Highway 9^D9 It's just^Em me and one good wiper blade^G up against the r^Dain

And I ^Cstill hear the echo of those^G bitter words we s^Daid And I could ^Cdrive a million miles and never dr^Give them from my ^Dhead

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Those words w^Eme said ^{A Em A}

No ^Emmatter how I try, I can't get^G far enough aw^Day Every s^Emad song on my radio sounds^G like it's custom m^Dade By some^Em devil on my shoulder that keeps^G whispering in my e^Dar

I ^Cstill hear the echo of those^G bitter words we s^Daid And I could ^Cdrive a million miles and never dr^Give them from my h^Dead^{D/C D/B D/A}

Those words that ^Gwounded like^D an arrow to the ^Emheart^{D C}

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And keep me driving,^C driving

And I ^Cstill hear the echo of those^G bitter words we s^Daid I could dr^Cive a million miles and never dr^Give them from my h^Dead

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Those words we ^Emsaid ^{A Em} Those words we said ^{A Em A Em}