She Dont Like Roses by Christine Kane
Key: GG | Capo: 0fr |  Left-Handed 

    


Intro: G  G/D  Cadd9  D
Verse 1
               G
She don't like roses,
G/F#              Em
She don't like champagne.
 C2              Em/B          Am7
She took a step away from the fast lane.
D                G
She lives on Jones Road,
G/F#     Em
Down by freight train.
C2                Em/B                   
You met her on a Monday,
            Am7             D
You were in love by Tuesday night.
 Verse 2
D               G
She lived in Detroit,
G/F#         Em
She lived in Boston.
C2
She had a couple years there,
Em/B         Am7  D
She got lost in.
D                  G
She still gets shake-y,
G/F#        Em
But not too often.
C2
You take her in your arms,
Em/B                       Am7     
When you want to calm her down.
Chorus
D             Cadd9       G
And her bed is under her window,
D                  Cadd9        G
And the sun's going down in the west.
D                      Cadd9           G
And her voice whispers softly, Go real slow.
                   Cadd9        G
And you watch the rhythm of her breath.
Verse 3
D                 G             
She wants a tree house,
G/F#        Em
She wants a garden.
   C2            Em/B
A little bit of land,
                Am7
To put her hands in.
D                G
It smells like lavender,
G/F#   Em
In her apartment.
C2                  Em/B
It's always on your clothes,
      Am7               D
Every time you're going home.
Chorus 2
D              Cadd9     G
And her bed is under her window,
D              Cadd9           G
And her fingers brush over your chest.
D                            Cadd9     G
With your heart beating fast you go real slow,
              Cadd9        G
And match the rhythm of her breath.
Bridge 
      Em          D/F#      C2
And if all your dreams come true,
         Em            D/F#            C2
Do your memories still end up haunting you?
         Em              D/F#            C2
Is there such a thing as really breaking through,
C2                                     G
To another day and a brighter shade of blue?
Chorus 3
D              Cadd9     G
And her bed is under her window,
D                   Cadd9     G
And her arm's laying over your chest.
D                     Cadd9          G
And the street light is soft on her pillow,
                 Cadd9        G
You can feel the rhythm of her breath.
Verse 4
D              G
She don't like roses,
G/F#            Em
She don't drink champagne.
C2                     Em/B
And now you're walking home,
             Am7
In the soft rain.
D             G
You pass the mailman,
G/F#                  Em
You watch the lights change.
C2                 Em/B
And you're feeling fine.
                    Am7      G
And you don't even mind the rain.
End:  C2 Em/B Am7 D G