Tone gốc: D
Chris Housman
She D thought she found a one woman man to D7 love her ‘til the day she G dies
But D 30 years in, done raising his kids, and D7 keeping his front porch G swept
She found a D box full of letters, he shoulda been better at D7 hiding those secrets he G kept
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He finally D found one hole that he can’t get out ‘Cause D7 she’s got a shovel and a G whole lotta ground
She D goes way out where the lord can’t see D7 She ain’t weeping under those G willow trees now
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But everything D hit different when she read ‘bout the other D7 folks he left black and G blue
So on D Sunday night, made his chicken pot pie, and she D7 threw a little something else G in
By the D time it got dark she was rolling up a tarp, his D7 cold heart won’t be G beating again
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He finally D found one hole that he can’t get out ‘Cause D7 she’s got a shovel and a G whole lotta ground
She D goes way out where the lord can’t see D7 She ain’t weeping under those G willow trees now
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He finally D found one hole that he can’t get out ‘Cause D7 she’s got a shovel and a G whole lotta ground
She D goes way out where the lord can’t see D7 She ain’t weeping under those G willow trees now
Now D7 he ain’t the only one G hidin’ somethin’