Too Tennessee

         G                         
Well shes city nights and broadway 
      C
marquee signs
         G                         
and im just one red light down past
      C
 an old cafe
         G                         
and her world spins fast concrete, 
      C
steel and glass
         G                         
and mine moves more like molasses 
      C
on a wednesday
         Am                        
so how can we love so good and live
      D
 so differently

[Chorus]
         G                 
she likes the view from the 
              C
penthouse suite
she likes the sound of those city 
       G
streets
                 D             
at 2am when i got satin pillows 
                  C
pulled over my head
         G                       C
and i like taking the long way home
and getting lost down dusty backwood
     Em
 roads
                                 Am
well i cant blame her for not caring
 where they might lead
                 C              
well maybe shes too new york, or 
 D
maybe im too tennessee

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[Verse]
         G                       C
she makes me laugh martini in her 
hand
         G                  
as shes trying to imitate my 
     C
southern draw
         G                       C
looking too cute in my old straw hat
         G                       C
but that womans no cowgirl at all
         Am                      
sometimes it makes me wonder what 
        D
she sees in me

[Chorus]
         G                 
she likes the view from the 
              C
penthouse suite
she likes the sound of those city 
       G
streets
                 D             
at 2am when i got satin pillows 
                  C
pulled over my head
         G                       C
and i like taking the long way home
and getting lost down dusty backwood
     Em
 roads
                                 Am
well i cant blame her for not caring
 where they might lead
                 C              
well maybe shes too new york, or 
 D
maybe im too tennessee

[Bridge]
   C                     G
maybe i shold question why
   C                     D
and just catch a red eye flight

[Chorus/Outro]
         G                 
she likes the view from the 
              C
penthouse suite
she likes the sound of those city 
       G
streets
                 D             
at 2am when i got satin pillows 
                  C
pulled over my head
         G                       C
and i like taking the long way home
and getting lost down dusty backwood
     Em
 roads
                                 Am
well i cant blame her for not caring
 where they might lead
                 C              
well maybe shes too new york, or 
 D
maybe im too tennessee