Rosanne Cash – Ettas Tune (Guitar)

A
  What's the temperature, darlin'?

D
  A hundred or more.

    A
The horses pawing at the dust,

        E
Violets wilting by the door.

        A
But you pour your strongest coffee,

        D
And I'll take the battered wheel.

      A
We'll drive straight down the river road

             E
And spread a blanket on the hill.

A
  What's the temperature, darlin'?

          D
Now don't stare into the past.

          A
There was nothing we could change or fix.

       E
It was never gonna last.

           A
Now, don't stare into those photos,

     D               Bm
Don't analyze my eyes.

             A
We're just a mile or two from Memphis

        E
And the rhythm of our lives.

  D
A mile or two from Memphis,

    E
And I must go away.

  A
I tore up all the highways.

            D
Now there's nothing left to say.

  A
A mile or two from Memphis,

E                       A
  And I finally made it home.

           A
There were days you paced the kitchen,

           D
There were nights that felt like jail.

         A
When the phone rang in the dead of night,

          E
You would always throw my bail.

        A
No, you never touched the whiskey,

        D
And you never took the pills.

  A
I traveled for a million miles

      E
While you were standing still.

A
  What's the temperature, darlin'?

       D
As the daylight fades away

     A
I'll make one last rehearsal

     E
With one foot in the grave.

            A
We kept the house on old Nokomis,

            D
We kept the polished bass guitar.

            A
We kept the tickets and the reels of tape

     E
To remember who we are.

  D
A mile or two from Memphis,

    E
And I must go away.

  A
I tore up all the highways.

            D
Now there's nothing left to say.

  A
A mile or two from Memphis,

E       Bm      E       A
  And I finally made it home.

A N.C.
  What’s the temperature, darling’?