Jason Boland - Proud Souls Chords

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I got [E] drunk by myself [F#m] last night and they say it's [D] no way to make [A] things right.
I just didn't [D] have anything [E] better to do.
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The dog was [E] asleep on the living [F#m] room rug and I watched [D] a show about crime [A] and drugs.
I [E] punished the bottle of bourbon [A] until it was through. _ _
Well, I [E] don't care that I [F#m] can't sleep, cause I just [D] assume to stay up all [A] week.
I [D] might get some things done [E] while others dream.
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The heater [E] broke and the room [F#m] got cold and my knees [D] and ankles say I'm getting [A] older.
My [E] phone finally rang [A] but it wasn't for me.
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If everyone [D] was together, [A] I guess no [D] one would be alone.
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[D] Life's a lot of trade [A]-offs in the end.
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Somewhere [D] in the fields [A] of heather, the proud [D] souls laugh and they [A] love together.
[E] Somewhere between passion [A] and losing friends. _ _ _
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Sleep [E] finally came but I woke up [F#m] alone.
My head [D] was next to the [A] telephone.
I [D] gave the sun a cussing [E] as it drew the shades.
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One [E] thing that seems always [F#m] true, that's when I'm [D] hungover.
Well, the sky [A] is blue.
A [E] rough night for me will [A] make a hell of a day.
_ And I believe [E] in ghosts and [F#m] democracy.
And that each [D] man should leave his [A] legacy.
That [D] man's work, great [E] or be it small.
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Don't [E] believe in everything [F#m] like the [D] designated hitter or the [A] diamond ring.
Won't make [E] love last forever [A] for one and all. _ _
[C#m] Because if everyone [D] should be together, [A] then why are so [D] many left alone?
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[D] Life's a lot of trade [A]-offs in the end. _ _
[C#m] Somewhere in [D] the fields [A] of heather, the proud [D] souls laugh and they [A] love together.
[E] Somewhere between passion [A] and losing friends. _ _
Somewhere [E] between passion [D] and losing friends. _ _
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