Nate Smith

Sleeve

Nate Smith


Tom: Am

F Am G F


[Verse 1]
F           Am        G       F
There was a girl from Tennessee
F           Am       G       F
Brought the fires of Hell on me
F                          Am         G         F
She brought a long line of hurt and a world of trouble
F     Am          G       F
Every door became one more wall
F   Am              G          F
Goddamn, you know I gave it my all
F     Am                     G                   F        F
Oh, I tried and I tried, but couldn't stop lovin' her


[Chorus]
G             Am
Some people take it for a ride
F                         F
Let it rust outside like a broke-down Chevrolet
G            Am
Some people keep it inside
      F                             F
Goin' out of their mind like they're high on cocaine
G     Am
Oh, I wish it wouldn't just go
F                            F
Throwin' it around like it's fool's gold
G         Am                  F
Oh, therе ain't no slowin' me down
F                 G Am F F
I wear mine on my sleevе
G Am F F
Sleeve

F Am G F (4x)


[Verse 2]
F            Am               G      F
She drove me out of state and out of mind
F      Am                       G           F
And I searched for her on those West Coast nights
F                Am              G          F
In every little smile and stranger passin' through
F       Am             G          F
I still see her now and then in my dreams
F               Fm     G         F
It's like she's still callin' out to me
F                Am        G.   F
But I know that she's far gone, oh, oh

[Chorus]

G             Am
Some people take it for a ride
F                         F
Let it rust outside like a broke-down Chevrolet
G            Am
Some people keep it inside
      F                             F
Goin' out of their mind like they're high on cocaine
G     Am
Oh, I wish it wouldn't just go
F                            F
Throwin' it around like it's fool's gold
G         Am                  F
Oh, therе ain't no slowin' me down
F                 G Am F F
I wear mine on my sleevе
G Am F F
Sleeve


[Bridge]
F        Am           G         F
I was as blue as those cop car lights
F     Am         G         F
Innocent in that cell that night
F           Am        G   F
She broke me down to pieces
F           Am       G    F
She broke me down to pieces
F          Am             G   F
I'm still pickin' up the pieces
F      Am               G     F
But at least it's still beatin'


[Chorus]

G             Am
Some people take it for a ride
F                         F
Let it rust outside like a broke-down Chevrolet
G            Am
Some people keep it inside
      F                             F
Goin' out of their mind like they're high on cocaine
G     Am
Oh, I wish it wouldn't just go
F                            F
Throwin' it around like it's fool's gold
G         Am                  F
Oh, therе ain't no slowin' me down
F                 G Am F F
I wear mine on my sleevе
G Am F F
Sleeve

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