Chords with lyrics
🎸 Intro:
C majorC G+G DmDm FF
🎸 Verse 1:
C majorC G+G
I bet I sound like a broken record
DmDm
Like a backseat-floorboard scratched CD
FF C majorC
Playin' the same old sad song on repeat
G+G
Doin' what they say to do to forget her
DmDm
But it's just red eyes at the bottom of a bottle
FF
Ain't no red words, ain't no gospel
🎸 Chorus:
C majorC G+G DmDm
Ooh, she finally got me down here on my knees
FF
Ooh, fightin' back tears and gravity
C majorC
She's learnin' how to fly those angel wings
G+G
I'm drownin' her goodbye in Tennessee
DmDm FF
Probably wouldn't be if her halo was still hangin' over me
A minorAm G+G FF
Heaven knows she walked on water
C majorC G+G
Hell
I can't even walk on whiskey
🎸 Verse 2:
C majorC G+G
I bet this bartender's tired of hearin' my confession
DmDm
And the jukebox playin' that Whitley song's
FF C majorC
Like a devil smilin', remindin' me she's gone
G+G
So I'm swingin' back with old number seven
DmDm
And it's two on one, but it still ain't fair
FF
Without her here
I ain't got a prayer
🎸 Chorus:
C majorC G+G DmDm
Ooh, she finally got me down here on my knees
FF
Ooh, fightin' back tears and gravity
C majorC
She's learnin' how to fly those angel wings
G+G
I'm drownin' her goodbye in Tennessee
DmDm FF
Probably wouldn't be if her halo was still hangin' over me
A minorAm G+G FF
Heaven knows she walked on water
C majorC
Hell
I can't even walk on whiskey
🎸 Interlude:
C majorC G+G DmDm FF
🎸 Bridge:
A minorAm G+G
God
I know You're up there listenin'
DmDm
Good Book says you always do
FF
All the wrong I've done that You've forgiven
Maybe she can, too
🎸 Chorus:
C majorC G+G DmDm
Ooh, she finally got me down here on my knees
FF
Ooh, fightin' back tears and gravity
C majorC
She's learnin' how to fly those angel wings
G+G
I'm drownin' her goodbye in Tennessee
DmDm FF
Probably wouldn't be if her halo was still hangin' over me
A minorAm G+G FF
Heaven knows she walked on water
A minorAm G+G FF
Yeah
Heaven knows she walked on water
C majorC
Hell
I can't even walk on whiskey
G+G DmDm FF
No
I can't even walk on whiskey