White Houses

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[Verse 1]
       C
Got it bad and you know that ain’t good
C
Doing things I thought I never would
                               Am7              Dm7
Could it be an old cowboy like me has fallen in love
              G
I thought I’d sworn off of settling down
          Dm7             G
But every time she comes around
Dm7                                           G  D  G
   I feel her magic and she’s got me thinking of

[Chorus]
C                  F
  White houses and small picket fences
G                    C
  She’s tearing down all my defenses
   F                   Dm7                   G   G
My senses are gone and I can’t do nothing at all
C                           F
  She’s got me hearing them church bells ringing
G                     C              G
  Wedding marches and people singing
Am                         C                      Dm7
  She’s got me thinking of hanging my guns on the wall
        F                G                    C
And the funniest thought   I don’t mind it at all

[Solo]
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[Verse 2]
        C
I could run but hey what’s the use
C
Where would I go if she cut me loose
C                             Am7                       Dm7
Just the natural course every wild horse gets broken in time
     G                               Dm7              G
Lord knows I love running free every time she touches me
Dm7                                               G    D
   I can’t believe the things that run through my mind
G
Li-i-i-ike

[Chorus]
C                  F
  White houses and small picket fences
G                    C
  She’s tearing down all my defenses
   F                   Dm7                   G   G
My senses are gone and I can’t do nothing at all
C                           F
  She’s got me hearing them church bells ringing
G                     C              G
  Wedding marches and people singing
Am                         C                      Dm7
  She’s got me thinking of hanging my guns on the wall
        F                G                    C
And the funniest thought   I don’t mind it at all

[Solo]
  Am7   Dm7 G   C Am7   Dm7 G

[Otro]
     C                F
Ooh, white houses and small picket fences
G                    C
  She’s tearing down all my defenses
   F                   Dm7                   G   G
My senses are gone and I can’t do nothing at all
C                           F
  She’s got me hearing them church bells ringing
G                     C              G
  Wedding marches and people singing
Am                         C
  She’s got me thinking of hanging my guns (fades out)