Texas In July

[Intro ]
Am G E F 


[Verso 1]
 
          Am                    G 
You're a dime store pistol pen put through its paces 
       E                       F 
I'm a painted palomino running off to the races 
          Am                     G 
You're a lead heavy silver-toed boot on a throttle 
       E7                       F 
I'm a dizzy ballerina spinning 'round with a bottle 
 


[Pré-Refrão]
 
       Am         G 
On the tip of my tongue 
          E                      F 
You were dancing on a high noon sun 
 


[Refrão]
 
F 
 You put your lips on me 
G                      C 
 And I can barely breathe 
                         Am        G        F 
I kinda love the way it feels like I could die 
F 
I'm burning in your touch 
G 
 Leaning and lock me up 
Am                             F         Am G E F 
 You got me sweating like its Texas in July-y-y 
 


[Verso 2]
 
             Am 
You're the sweet antivemon 
             G 
You're the shake in the rattle 
            E7                        F 
You're the keeper of the key with my heart in the shackles 
            Am 
You're the gold in my tequila 
          G 
Your the heat that melts the eyes 
      E 
Your arms are just like embers 
     F 
Baby can you hold tonight 
 


[Refrão]
 
F 
 You put your lips on me 
G                      C 
 And I can barely breathe 
                         Am        G        F 
I kinda love the way it feels like I could die 
F 
I'm burning in your touch 
G 
 Leaning and lock me up 
Am                             F          Am E 
 You got me sweating like its Texas in July-y-y 
 

Interlude 
G D F Fm 


[Pré-Refrão]
 
Am          G 
Whisper my name 
        E                         F 
Like a finger through white hot flames 
       Am         G 
On the tip of my tongue 
          E                      F 
You were dancing on a high noon sun 
 


[Refrão]
 
F 
 You put your lips on me 
G                       C 
 And I can barely breathe 
                         Am        G        F 
I kinda love the way it feels like I could die 
F 
I'm burning in your touch 
G 
 Leaning and lock me up 
Am                             F 
 You got me sweating like its Texas in 
 

Outro 
Fm6        Am G E F 
Texas in July-y-y 
  Am G E F 
July-y-y