Ryan Bingham – The Weary Kind (Guitar)

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[Intro] D A7 Bm G D A7 D G D [Verse 1]
D                     A7
  Your heart's on the loose

Bm                          G
You rolled them sevens with nothing to lose

D                   A7                  D   G  D
  And this ain't no place for the weary kind

D                     A7
  You called all your shots

Bm                     G
Shooting 8 ball at the corner truck stop

D                    A7                D   G  D
  Somehow this don't feel like home anymore
[Chorus]
Bm                   A7                  D
   And this ain't no place for the weary kind

G                   Bm                 A7   (A9sus4  A fr5th  A9sus4)
  And this ain't no place to lose your mind

G                   Bm              A7      (A9sus4  A fr5th  A9sus4)
  And this ain't no place to fall behind

G                   Bm                         A7   (A9sus4  A fr5th  A9sus4)
  Pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try
[Instrumental] D A7 Bm G D A7 D G D [Verse 2]
D           A7
  Your body aches

Bm                      G
Playing your guitar and sweating out the hate

D                  A7                  D     
  The days and the nights all feel the same

D             A7
  Whiskey has been

  Bm                        G
A thorn in your side and it doesn't forget

D                  A7                     D   G  D 
  The highway that calls for your heart inside
[Chorus]
Bm                   A7                  D
   And this ain't no place for the weary kind

G                   Bm                 A7   (A9sus4  A fr5th  A9sus4)
  And this ain't no place to lose your mind

G                   Bm              A7      (A9sus4  A fr5th  A9sus4)
  And this ain't no place to fall behind

G                   Bm                         A7   (A9sus4  A fr5th  A9sus4)
  Pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try
[Instrumental] D G A7 (A9sus4 A fr5th A9sus4) G D A7 (A9sus4 A fr5th A9sus4) [Verse 3]
D                  A7
  Your lover's warm kiss

   Bm                    G
Is too damn far from your fingertips

D             A7                   D
  You are the man that ruined her world

D                     A7
  Your heart's on the loose

Bm                          G
You rolled them sevens with nothing to lose

D               A7                  D   G   D
  This ain't no place for the weary kind