Misc Originals – Cole Chrisman - Stay (Guitar)

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Chords

[Verse 1]
C                                        G           C
When the wiskey stops working and you're all drowned out

F                          G          C
And all those thoughts are all headed south

C                             G               C
And the dreams of us left and they never came home

F                             G         C
There ain't no doubt that I'm out on my own

C                          G         C
Barefoot and stepping on a raspberry bush

F                       G             C
It hurts like hell when two souls are pushed

C                                    G           C
Smoke rolls from your mouth, in your tiny little room

F                           G        C
While my heart puts on that worn out costume
[Chorus]
Am     G C               F
Shooting stars up in the sky

C           G                    C
Make a wish just for the hell of it

Am        G               C           F
Just your smile sparked a light in my heart

C             G        C
And it's been dark for days

F                       G        C
Been thinking why don't you just stay
[Verse 2]
C                                 G                     C
When the goings long gone and the strings fall off this guitar

F                               G           C
Find me fumbling round' in some beat up old bar

C                       G                C
Trout never biting, but mosquitos always do

F                   G        C
Hearts all beat up, how bout you?
[Chorus]
Am     G C               F
Shooting stars up in the sky

C           G                    C
Make a wish just for the hell of it

Am        G               C           F
Just your smile sparked a light in my heart

C             G        C
And it's been dark for days

F                       G        C
Been thinking why don't you just stay
[Outro]
C               G              C
Here's my dream resting on the windowsill

F                          G                C
While the trees are turing gold up in those hills