Misc Originals – Brandon Callaway - Sunsets And Whiskey (Guitar)

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[Verse]
            D                             G
She said Sunsets and Whiskey will be the only things that miss me,

           Em                                D
When she packed up all her shit and hit the door.

          D                           G
Yeah, relationships just last for as long as you have cash,

   Em                                 D
No fella don't let your knee hit the floor.
[Chorus]
            Bm                         D
She drew a long hard line down this fragile heart of mine,

          G           Em                D
Now the stage is the place that I call home,

              G             A            D
Yeah, these lyrics are the only thing I own.

                   G              A             D
She'll take these too if I don't keep on movin' on.
[Interlude] D G Em D D G Em D [Verse]
              D                             G
Now there's Sunsets and Whiskey, and these people sure do miss me,

        Em                              D
When I pack up all my shit and hit the door,

             D                         G
Yeah, these gigs they are a blast, oh hell no it ain't for cash,

            Em       A                   D
I swear it sure is better playin' bein' poor.
[Chorus]
                   Bm                       D
Drivin' down this long hard line called Interstate 95,

        G                 Em               D
headed for the stage you know that I call home.

            G             A            D
Cuz these lyrics are the only thing I own.

                   G               A             D
She'll take these too if I don't keep on movin' on.
[Interlude] D G Em D D G Em D [Verse]
               D
Starin' at a Sunset, Sippin' Whiskey...

         G                                Em             A             D
Oh, she says she sure does miss me after one hot night layin' on the shore...

         G             A          D
I said baby, I don't love you no more,

               G                 A              D
Now pack your shit and get to steppin' out my door...

           G                A         D
Ain't it funny, how I've evened the score.