G | |
It's another tequila sunrise |
D | Am | D7 | G | |
Starin' slowly 'cross the | sky | , said good | bye |
G | |
He was just a hired hand |
D | Am | D7 | G | |
Workin on the dreams he planned to | try | , the days go | by |
Em | C | |
Every night when the | sun goes down |
Em | C | Em | |
Just another | lonely boy in | town |
Am | D7 | |
And | she's out runnin' | round |
G | |
She wasn't just another woman |
D | Am | D7 | G | |
And I couldn't keep from comin' | on | , it's been so | long |
G | |
Oh and it's a hollow feelin' |
D | Am | D7 | G | |
When it comes down to dealin' | friends | , it never | ends |
Am | D | |
Take another | shot of courage |
Bm | E | Am | B | Em7 | A | |
Wonder why the | right words never | come | , you just get | numb |
G | |
It's another tequila sunrise |
D | Am | D7 | G | |
This old world still looks the | same | , another | frame |
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