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Intro: Strum D-C 2x
D C
Cigarettes, vodka and an old George Jones song
D C
Can’t really tell you why I hung around so long.
Bm D
There’s room at the top, but I’m staring straight down.
Bm D
My eyes planted there like it’s all that I’ve found.
D C
I never knew the skies would turn such a hue
D C
It all went to black the day I found out about you.
Bm D
Well I’d seen the rain fall hard before
Bm D
But that was the hardest I’d ever felt it pour.
Chorus:
Bm D
And the rain it keeps pourin’ down
A
I can hear it from my window
Bm D
Every time I hear your name
A
It comes again, here comes the rain.
No need for the sprinklers out on the lawn
‘Cause a frog strangler is a comin’ right on.
Other storms I weathered, well they came and they went.
With nothing to show, but they sure left me bent.
Oh, they sure left me bent.
Chorus 1x
Instrumental Verse
Headed out again in this pouring down rain,
I can’t hardly see out, but I ain’t going back again
With these cigarettes, this vodka and an old George Jones song
I can’t really tell you why I hung around so long.
No, I can’t really tell you why I stuck around so long.
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