Mess Of Things Chords by Michael Mcdermott

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[G] _ _ [F] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ The sweet Kentucky rain [C] hit the New York [F] street.
[C] I was on the lam, I was in retreat.
[Bb] But I swore I'd [Eb] never [Gm] let this [F] happen again.
[Gm] But I'm [A] on [F] 23rd, [Gm] waiting on [F] a friend.
This city girl got the best of me
[C] and taught [F] me how to make a [C] mess [F] of things. _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ [F] _ [Gm] _ _ _ [F] _ _
[C] _ _ [F] Through recent history, I've never known
this feeling of feeling [Cm] so [F] alone.
[Bb] But listen to me, I've said it before,
[F] that I love you and [Cm] will _ [F] forevermore.
[Bb] Like a poet writes, a singer sings,
[Cm] and [F] you and I make a [C] mess [F] of things.
[Gm] _ _ [F] _ _
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_ [C] _ [F] _ _ [Dm] Circus lights [Bb] shine as bright as [F] day,
and I'm terrified by what you might say.
[Dm] Sometimes I behave [Bb] just like a kid,
[Gm] but I love you and I always did.
_ [Cm] _ [F] _ _
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[C] _ _ [F] The trouble with trouble [G] is that it [F] sometimes sticks,
[C] plays tricks [F] with your mind [C] while it gets [F] its kicks.
[Bb] Then slowly there's a momentum shift,
and the weight [F] becomes too great to lift.
[Bb] I woke [F] up last night, I heard my mama scream,
saying, [Cm] boy, [F] you always make a [C] mess [F] of things.
[Bb] And what will [F] become, [Bb] babe, of you and me
is we keep [F] on making [C] a mess [F] of things. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ We keep on making [C] a mess.
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