The Weary Kind

D A Bm G D A D G D

D                   A
Your heart s on the loose
Bm                           G
You rolled them seven s with nothing to lose
D             A             G     D    G D
This ain t no place for the weary kind

D                   G
You called all your shots
Bm         D           G
Shooting 8 ball at the corner truck stop
    D              A         G       D   G D
Somehow this don t feel like home anymore

    Bm            A             G     D
And this ain t no place for the weary kind
    G             Bm       D         A
And this ain t no place to lose your mind
    G             Bm       A
And this ain t no place to fall behind
G       D                       A
Pick up crazy heart and give it one more try

D A Bm G D A D G D

D         A
Your body aches
Bm                      G
Playing your guitar and sweating out the hate
D                A      G            D   G D
The days and the nights all feel the same
D           A      Bm            D
Whiskey has been a thorn in your side
       G
and it doesn t forget
    D            A              G       D   G D
the highway that calls for your heart inside

    Bm            A             G     D
And this ain t no place for the weary kind
    G             Bm       D         A
And this ain t no place to lose your mind
    G             Bm       A
And this ain t no place to fall behind
G       D                       A
Pick up crazy heart and give it one more try

D A Bm G D A D G D

D                  A
Your lover s won't kiss
     Bm                     G
It s too damn far from your fingertips
D           A        G          D
You are the man that ruined her world

     D              A
Your heart s on the loose
Bm                           G
You rolled them seven s with nothing to lose
D             A             G     D    G D
This ain t no place for the weary kind


* Alternate:

Capo II

D  = C
A  = G
Bm = Am
G  = F