Werbung entfernenD E B The smoke cloud billows out his mouth
D E B Like a freight train through a small town
D E B D E B The jokes that he told across the bar were revolting and far too loud
D E F#m D They shake their heads, saying "God help her"
E F#m D N.C. When I tell them he's my man
D E F#m D But your good lord doesn't need to lift a finger
E F#m D N.C. I can fix him, no really I can
D E F#m And only I can
D E B D E B The dopamine races through his brain on a six lane Texas highway
D E B D E B His hand, so calloused from his pistol, softly traces hearts on my face
D E B And I could see it from a mile away
D E B A perfect case for my certain skillset
D E B He had a halo of the highest grade
D E B He just hadn't met me yet
D E F#m D They shake their heads, saying "God help her"
E F#m D N.C. When I tell them he's my man
D E F#m D But your good lord doesn't need to lift a finger
E F#m D N.C. I can fix him, no really I can
D E F#m And only I can
D E F#m E Good boy, that's right
D E F#m N.C. D E F#m E Come close, I'll show you heaven if you'll be an angel all night
D E F#m N.C. D E F#m Trust me, I can handle me a dangerous man
N.C.
No, really, I can
D E F#m D They shook their heads, saying "God help her"
E F#m D N.C. When I told them he's my man
D E F#m D But your good lord didn't need to lift a finger
E F#m D N.C. I can fix him, no really I can
D E F#m Whoa, maybe, I can't
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