Capotraste Fret 2 Listen for strumming, it's great in this song Intro Am F C F C F She lifts her skirt up to her knees C Walks through the garden rows with her bare feet, laughing F I never learned to count my blessings C I choose instead to dwell in my disasters Am Walk on down the hill E Through the grass grown tall and brown F C And still it's hard somehow to let go of my pain Am On past the busted back E Of this old and rusted Cadillac F C That sinks into this field collecting rain C Am E Will I always feel this way C Am E So empty, so estranged Am F Of these cutthroat busted sunsets, C These cold and damp white mornings I have grown weary F If through my cracked and dusty dimestore lips C I spoke these words out loud would no one hear me Am Lay your blouse across the chair E Let fall the flowers from your hair F C And kiss me with that country mouth so plain Am Outside the rain is tapping on the leaves E To me it sounds like they're F C applauding us, the quiet love we make C Am E Will I always feel this way C Am E So empty, so estranged Harmonica Am F C F C F Well I looked my demons in the eyes C Laid bare my chest said do your best and destroy me F See I've been to hell and back so many times C I must admit you kind of bore me Am There's a lot of things that can kill a man E There's a lot of ways to die F C Yes and some already dead who walk beside you Am There's a lot of things I don't understand E Why so many people lie F C Well it's the hurt you hide that fuels the fires inside you C Am E Will I always feel this way C Am E So empty, so estranged Harmonica Am F C F C Am