D 
If you want to hear a love song then show me love 

       D  
If you wanna hear the angels sing when the storm clouds part above 

     D   
This poor old boy does the best he can but it never seems to be enough 

                    A                              G                       D 
If you wanna hear a love song, if you wanna hear a love song, then show me love 

                       D 
If you want to keep me beat down, keep doin’ your thing 

          D  
Cause you have a roof over your head and your left hand wears a ring 

   D 
So pay no attention if the bitter songs I sing  

                     A                               G                          D 
If you wanna keep me beat down, if you wanna keep me beat down, keep doin’ your thing 



[Refrão]

         G                                                     D 
Tired of running into walls and reading all the writing that I see 

         G                                                       A 
Tired of yelling down the halls, prayin’ to god that you’ll hear me 

                      D 
If you want to hear a love song then show me love 

       D  
If you wanna hear the angels sing when the storm clouds part above 

     D   
This poor old boy does the best he can but it never seems to be enough 

                    A                              G                       D 
If you wanna hear a love song, if you wanna hear a love song, then show me love 

Fiddle 

                    D 
If you want to come around, you know where I’ll be 

                 D 
In the corner of life all alone in love wishin’ that you’d see 

     D 
Just what your smiling face will always mean to me 

                  A                         G                           D 
If you wanna come around, if you wanna come around, you know where I’ll be 


[Refrão]
 

         G                                                     D 
Tired of running into walls and reading all the writing that I see 

         G                                                       A 
Tired of yelling down the halls, prayin’ to god that you’ll hear me 

                      D 
If you want to hear a love song then show me love 

       D  
If you wanna hear the angels sing when the storm clouds part above 

     D   
This poor old boy does the best he can but it never seems to be enough 

                    A                              G                       D 
If you wanna hear a love song, if you wanna hear a love song, then show me love