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| D | xx0232 | |
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| A | x02220 | |
| D7 | xx0212 |
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[D]There's a dirty piece of cardboard that [G]reads Montgomery Ward [A]taped across the window of [D]my old Ford. A six-pack on the front seat and a [G]box of chicken wings, [A]I'm dialin' 'cross the radio for a song that I can [D]sing [G]I'd better change my wandrin ways, [D]I know I've seen my better days, [A]always gettin' high when I get [D]low. [D7] [G]Well, I left my soul out in the rain, [D]Lord, what a price I've had to pay. [A]The storms of life are washin' me a[D]way. [D]An old mail pouch, tobacco sign [G]fadin' on the barn, [A]bringin' back sweet memories of [D]Mama's farm When love was just a country girl that [G]lived on down the road. [A]you know, she almost had me turned around, but that was years [D]ago. [G]I'd better change my wandrin ways, [D]I know I've seen my better days, [A]always gettin' high when I get [D]low. [D7] [G]Well, I left my soul out in the rain, [D]Lord, what a price I've had to pay. [A]The storms of life are washin' me a[D]way. Yeah, the [A]storms of life are washin' me a[D]way. |