The Weary Kind

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[Verse 1]
D                   A7
Your heart's on the loose
Bm                           G
You rolled them seven's with nothin 
lose
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And this ain't no place for the 
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weary kind
D                   A7
You called all your shots
Bm                       G
Shooting 8 ball at the corner truck 
stop
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Somehow this don't feel like home 
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anymore

[Chorus]
Bm                A7         
And this ain't no place for the 
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weary kind
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   A7      (A9sus4   A fr5th  
A9sus4)
And this ain't no place to lose your
 mind
G                 Bm            A7  
        (A9sus4   A fr5th  A9sus4)
And this ain't no place to fall 
behind
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G           Bm                      
         A7    (A9sus4   A fr5th  
A9sus4)
Pick up your crazy heart and give it
 one more try

[Instrumental]
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[Verse 2]
D         A7
Your body aches
Bm                      G
Playing your guitar and sweating out
 the hate
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The days and the nights all feel 
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the same
D           A7
Whiskey has been
    Bm                      G
A thorn in your side and it doesn't 
forget
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The highway that calls for your 
         D        G D
heart inside

[Chorus]
Bm                A7         
And this ain't no place for the 
         D
weary kind
G                Bm                 
 A7      A9sus4   A fr5th  A9sus4
And this ain't no place to lose your
 mind
G                 Bm            A7  
        A9sus4   A fr5th  A9sus4
And this ain't no place to fall 
behind
G                 Bm                
          A7  A9sus4   A fr5th  
A9sus4
Pick up your crazy heart and give it
 one more try

[Instrumental]
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     G  D  A7 (A9sus4   A fr5th  
A9sus4)

[Verse]
D                 A7
Your lovers won't kiss
Bm                        
It's too damn far from your 
    G
fingertips
D           A7                  
You are the man that ruined her 
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world
D                    A7
Your heart's on the loose
Bm                                
You rolled them seven's with 
    G
nothing lose
D             A7                  
This ain't no place for the weary 
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kind