D A
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|-0--------------|-0---------------|-----------------|-----------------|
|----------------|-----------------|-0---------------|-0---------------|
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Bm G
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|----------3---3-|----------3---3-|---------3---3---|---------3---3---|
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( D A Bm G D A D G D )
D A
Your heart's on the loose
Bm G D
You rolled them seven's with nothing lose
A D
And this ain't no place for the weary kind
D A
You called all your shots
Bm G D
Shooting 8 ball at the corner truck stop
A D
Somehow this don't feel like home anymore
Bm A D
And this ain't no place for the weary kind
G Bm A Asus4 Asus2
And this ain't no place to lose your mind
G Bm A Asus4 Asus2
And this ain't no place to fall behind
G Bm A Asus4 Asus2
Pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try
D A
Your body aches…
Bm G D
Playing your guitar and sweating out the hate
A D
The days and the nights all feel the same
D A Bm
Whiskey has been a thorn in your side,
G D
And it doesn't forget
A D
The highway that calls for your heart inside
Bm A D
And this ain't no place for the weary kind
G Bm A Asus4 Asus2 A
And this ain't no place to lose your mind
G Bm A Asus4 Asus2 A
And this ain't no place to fall behind
G Bm A Asus4 Asus2 A
Pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try
( D A Bm G D A Asus4 Asus2 A )
D A
Your lovers won't kiss…
Bm G D
It's too damn far from your fingertips
A D
You are the man that ruined her world
D A
Your heart's on the loose
Bm G D
You rolled them seven's with nothing lose
A D
And this ain't no place for the weary kind