Тональность: G major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Well,
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my buckle makes impressions
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On the inside of her thigh
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There are little feathered Indians
where we tussle through the night
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If I'd known she was religious,
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then I wouldn't have came stoned
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To the house of such an angel,
too messed up to get back
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home
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Lookin' over West Virginia,
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smokin' spirits on the roof
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She asked, ain't anybody told you
that them things are bad for you?
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I said, many folks have warned me,
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there been several people try
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but until now there ain't been nothing
that I couldn't leave behind
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hold me close my dear
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sing your whispering song
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softly in my ear
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And I will sing along
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F#m
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Honey, tell me how your love runs true
F#m
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And how I can always count on you
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Be there when the bullets fly
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Run across the river
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just to hold you tonight
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Well, my heart is sweatin' bullets
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From the circles it has raised
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Like a little feathered Indian
Callin' out the clouds for rain
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I go running through the thicket,
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I go careless through the thorns,
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Just to hold her for a minute,
though it leave me one more.
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Hold me close, my dear,
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sing your whisp 'ring song,
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I will sing along
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F#m
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Honey, tell me how your love runs true
F#m
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How I can always count on you
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Be there when the bullets fly
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Run across the river
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just to hold you tonight
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Bm
you
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