Written by Casey Beathard/Eric Church
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I still remember Miss Bessie singing
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Black, wrinkled fingers on ivory keys
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Just five years old, my church shoes a-dangling
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Yeah, she's long gone and I'm still chasing this song
G D G D
With a guitar full of freedom and a head full of lines
G D Em D
That nightlife full of demons has been a hell of a ride
D G Cadd9 G
I got a crazy heart, but I was born to lose it
D G Em D
Married to a dream with a mistress named music
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No hope and squarely solitary
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Enough whiskey and Coke, boys, to get me in a bind
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Amps juiced, the whole damn block could hear me
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Even that cop car rolling past
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By the time they hit the front door
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I was out the back
G D G D
With a guitar full of freedom and a head full of lines
G D Em D
That nightlife full of demons has been a hell of a ride
D G Cadd9 G
I got a crazy heart, but I was born to lose it
D G Em D
Married to a dream with a mistress named music
(na na na...............)
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White calloused fingers on bronze and nylon
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These same old boots are still tapping time
C D
Not quite the buzz I used to tie on
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But 'til I'm gone, I'll be chasing this song
G D G D
With a guitar full of freedom and a head full of lines
G D Em D
That nightlife full of demons has been a hell of a ride
D G Cadd9 G
I got a crazy heart, but I was born to lose it
D G Em D
Married to a dream with a mistress named music
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