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[Verse 1]
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Leather jacket
D G D G
Trip to Colorado, drinking from the bottle
A G D
Don't wanna waste the glass
D G D G
In the morning, I pray she'll still be with me
D G
Like the remnants of this whiskey
A G D
She'll keep clouding up my mind
[Chorus 1]
G D
She wrote letters to the orphanage the year
that she aged out
G
Came to town to pass the weekend
D A
And then never turned around
G
I was sixteen and a half years old
Bm A G
Did what she said I should
D
Yeah, she's good
[Verse 2]
D
I kept wandering
G D
Singing 'bout my mother,
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trying to call my brother
A G D
Leaving messages at home
G D
Despite my blessings
G D
I felt hemmed in by the city
G D
Like a bird trapped in a chimney
A G D
Always crashing into walls
[Chorus 2]
G
When I got back home to Georgia
D
She was nowhere to be found
G
'Til she sat right down beside me
D A
And said I should be the next round
G
I would cry but I think first things first
Bm A G
I'll probably knock on wood
D
Yeah, she's good
[Bridge]
G D
She don't wanna need,
G A
anything like me
[Verse 3]
G D
Now she's laughing
G D
Saying I'm so simple
G D
My fingers trace a dimple
A
on the right side of her spine
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Her Christian kindness,
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ran out of gas in Memphis
G D
But her wanderlust is endless
A G D
So she kept on down the road
[Chorus 3]
G
I don't think that either one of us
D
is ever going home
G
And I know enough about her
D A
to be sure there's things I'll never know
G
I can't tell you how this ends
Bm A G
But bet you that she could
D G D
Yeah, she's good
D G D
It's true
She's good
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