Proud Souls Chords by Jason Boland & The Stragglers

[D] _ _ _ This is the first song I ever had anybody [Am] else record, homie.
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Well, I got [E] drunk by myself [F#m] last night.
They say it's [D] no way to make things [A] right.
I [D] just didn't have anything [E] better to do. _ _
[A] The dog [E] was asleep on the living [F#m] room rug
and I watched a [D] show about crime and [A] drugs.
I punched [E] a bottle of Jäger [A] until it was clean. _ _
I don't [E] care that I can't [F#m] sleep.
Hell, I just [D] assume stay up all week.
[A] I might get [D] some things done while [E] others dream. _ _
[A] The heater [E] broke and the room got cold
[F#m] and my knees and [D] ankles say I'm getting older.
[A] The phone [E] finally rang, but it [A] wasn't for me. _ _
[C#m] If everyone [D] was together,
[A] I guess no one would [D] be alone. _
[F#m] Life's a [D] lot of trade-offs in [A] the end. _ _ _
[C#m] Somewhere [D] in the fields of heather,
[A] the proud souls [D] laugh and they love [A] together.
Somewhere [E] between passion and [A] losing friends.
Aw, it made me cry. _
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Well, now sleep [E] finally came.
I woke up [F#m] alone and my head was [D] laying next
to the [A] telephone.
I [D] gave the sun a cuss and [E] as it drew the shade. _ _
[A] One thing [E] that seems always [F#m] true,
that's when I'm [D] hungover, the sky is [A] blue.
[E] Rubbing out for me will make [A] a hell of a day. _
I believe in [E] ghosts and democracy
[F#m] and that each man should [D] leave his legacy.
[A] Believe that man's [D] worth, great or [E] being small. _
[A] But I don't [E] believe in [A] everything
[F#m] like the designated [D] hitter or the diamond [A] rings.
Won't make love [E] last forever for one [A] long. _ _
[C#m] Because if everyone should [D] be together,
[A] then why are so many left [D] alone? _
[F#] Life's a [D] lot of trade-offs [A] in the end. _ _
[C#m] And somewhere [D] in the fields of heather,
[A] the proud souls [D] laugh and they love [A] together.
Somewhere [E] between passion and [A] losing friends. _
Yeah, somewhere [E] between passion [D] and losing friends. _ _
Yeah.
_ [A] _ _ [E] Yeah.
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