Chords for Ray Lamontagne - Empty

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[G] She lifts her skirt up to her knees, walks through the barn road where the air [D] is laughing. _ _
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I never [G] learned to count my blessings, but she's instead to dwell in my [D] disaster. _ _ _
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[Bm] I walk on _ downhill, [F#] through grass grown tall and brown, still [G] asleep or somehow to look for [D] my way. _ _
[A] _ [Bm] On past the busty black, [F#] older us, _ Cadillac [G] that's six inches, feel the [D] lifting rain. _ _
I _ _ always _ [G] _ _ [Bm] feel the _ [F#] _ waves, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] the _ _ mountains, _ [G] the sun, [Bm] _
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of [G] this cut throat, busted sun.
Since these cold and damp white mornings I have [D] grown weary. _ _
_ _ _ _ If through my [G] crack and dusty, dime store lifts I spoke these words out loud, no [D] one would hear. _ _ _
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[F#m] Lay [Bm] your blouse across the tree, [F#] let all the flowers from your hair and [G] kiss me, let the country mouth [D] so plain. _ _ _
[A] [Bm] Outside the rain is tapping on the [F#] leaves, to me it sounds like they're [G] all falling, a quiet [D] lovely flame. _ _
Well I _ _ [A] always _ [G] feel [Bm] the _ [F#] waves, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] the _ _ [A] mountains, [G] the sun, [Bm] the _ [F#] strains. _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ Well [G] I looked my demons in the eyes, they'd bare my chest, said to do your [D] business, destroy me.
You _ _ _ _ see [G] I've been to hell and back so many times, you must admit you're [D] kind of bored. _ _ _
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[Bm] There's a lot of things that can kill me, [F#] there's a lot of ways to die.
[G] Since some already dead who walk [D] beside me, _ _ there's [Bm] a lot of things I don't understand.
[F#] So many people die, [G] they hurt my heart that fuels the fire [D] inside me. _
_ Well I _ [A] always _ _ [G] _ feel _ [F#] the waves, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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mountains, [G] the sun, the strains.
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