[Riff]
DAG x2
VerseDA
well my buckle makes impressions on the inside of her thigh
G
there are little feathered indians where we tussled through the night
DA
if I'd known she was religious then I wouldn't have came stoned
G
to the house such an angel too fucked up to get back home
[Riff]
DAG x2
VerseDA
lookin' over West Virginia smoking spirits on the roof
G
she asked ain't anybody told ya that them things are bad for you
DA
I said many folks had warned me, there's been several people try
G
up till now there ain't been nothing I couldn't leave behind
ChorusA7G
hold me close my dear,
A7G
sing your whisperin' song,
A7G
softly in my ear,
A7G
and I will sing along
BmAG
honey tell me how your love runs true
BmAG
and how I can always count on you
A
to be there when the bullets fly
BmAGAD
I'd run across the river just to hold you tonight
[Riff]
DAG x2
VerseDA
well my heart is sweatin' bullets from the circles it has raced
G
like a little feathered indian calling out the clouds for rain
DA
I go runnin' through the thicket, I go careless through the thorns
G
just to hold her for a minute, always leaves me wanting more
ChorusA7G
hold me close my dear,
A7G
sing your whisperin' song,
A7G
softly in my ear,
A7G
and I will sing along
BmAG
honey tell me how your love runs true
BmAG
and how I can always count on you
A
to be there when the bullets fly
BmADAG
I'd run across the river just to hold you tonight
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.