Willy Porter - Watercolor

^GCan't afford no diamon^Cadd9d rings ^G And would^Cadd9n't wear 'em if she coul^Gd She, she hits me like^D a cool summer rain ^GThen she's gone on ^Cadd9the wind ^G I can hear her^Cadd9 whisper in the woo^Gd I can hear the ocean ^Dwhen I look into her eyes ^EmMy heart is^D swept away like a pa^Gper boat on the ^Ctide ^EmI’m desti^Dned to run aground ^{G C Em}With her by my side ^D Together ^Gwe'll wake up to^C a watercolor sunrise Tap the beat on the guitar

^GShe's like whiskey on ^Cadd9my brain ^G She makes m^Cadd9e feel so high ^G She, she's got holes in^D her stockings ^GNow she's up and unloc^Cadd9king the doo^Gr for me Cadd9 G D

^AmWhat am I afraid of? ^{D/F# Cadd9}Here she comes ^Badd9She, she really loves simple things ^GCan't afford no diamon^Cadd9d rings ^G And wouldn?^Cadd9??t wear them if she cou^Gld She, she's got holes ^Din her stockings ^GNow she's on the back ^Cadd9porch rocking ^G The baby to sle^Cadd9ep ^G D