Whiskey Scars

Intro 

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[Verso 1]

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She always told me she was leaving, I never really thought she would 
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But it hit me like a midnight freight train, cause tonight she pulled out for good 
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Yeah I'm goin' crazy in my mind, and she's probably crossing county lines 
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I shoulda chased her down, tried to turn her around, and figure out how to make it right 


[Refrão]
 
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Sittin' on this barstool, parked under a neon sign 
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'tender pour me another if I'm gonna get over her gettin' over me tonight 
             C#m                 A               E                   
I'd trade a head-hurtin' Sunday morning, from a Saturday night dive bar 
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For a couple hours, not thinking bout her, waking up with whiskey scars  

{Turnaround} 

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[Verso 1]
 
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Well I shoulda seen it coming, she only said it a thousand times 
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I shoulda heard them horses runnin', I shoulda read between the lines 
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And stacking up these glasses, with all of my regrets 
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And everthing I didn't do, and all I can't forget 
 


[Refrão]
 
A                                 E             
Sittin' on this barstool, parked under a neon sign 
        A                                          E                 
'tender pour me another if I'm gonna get over her gettin' over me tonight 
             C#m                 A               E                   
I'd trade a head-hurtin' Sunday morning, from a Saturday night dive bar 
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For a couple hours, not thinking bout her, waking up with whiskey scars  

{Solo} 

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[Ponte]
 
                 C#m                              A 
Yeah, I'm goin' crazy in my mind, she's probably crossing county lines 
           C#m                                               A 
I shoulda chased her down, tried to turn her around, figured out how to make it right 
 


[Refrão]
 
A                                 E             
Sittin' on this barstool, parked under a neon sign 
        A                                          E                 
'tender pour me another if I'm gonna get over her gettin' over me tonight 
             C#m                 A               E                   
I'd trade a head-hurtin' Sunday morning, from a Saturday night dive bar 
        A                                          
For a couple hours, not thinking bout her, waking up with whiskey scars 
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For a couple hours, not thinking bout her, waking up with whiskey scars 
 

Outro 

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