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Ray Lamontagne
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Intro Bm, G, D G D Bm
G
She lifts her skirt up to her knees
G D
Walks through the garden of roses with her bare feet laughing
G
I never learned to count my blessings
G D
I choose instead to dwell in my disasters
Bm
I walk on the down the hill
F#m
Through grass grown tall and brown
G D
And still it�s hard somehow to let go of my pain
Bm F#
On past the busted bags and that old and rusted Cadillac
G D
That sinks into this field collecting rain
D A G Bm F#
Will I always feel this way?
D A G Bm F#
So empty, so estranged
Bm
G
And of these cut through busted sunsets
G D
These cold and damp white mornings I have grown weary
G
If through my cracked and dusty dimestore lips
D
I spoke these words out loud would no one to hear me?
Bm
Lay your blouse across the chair
F#
Let fall the flowers from your hair
G D
And kiss me with that country mouth so plain
Bm F#
Outside the rain is tapping on the leaves
To me its sounds like they�re
G D
Applauding us the sweet love we made
D A G Bm F#
Will I always fell this way?
D A G Bm F#
So empty so strange
Well I looked my demons in the eyes
Laid bare my chest, said do your best, destroy me
See I�ve been to hell and back so many times
I must admit you kinda bore me
There�s a lot of things that can kill a man, there�s a lot of ways to die
Yes and some already dead who walk beside me
There�s a lot of things I don�t understand
Why so many people lie
Well it�s the hurt I hide that fuels the fire inside me
Will I always feel this way?
So empty so estranged?