Chords for Red Clay Strays - Wondering Why - Live at Ryktor

_ _ _ _ She comes from silver, spin gold, and through privates,
don't never [Fm] miss Sunday church.
I [Ab] come from blue collar, low [Bb] dollar,
out here where [Eb] concrete eats old red dirt.
[Bb] _ [Eb] And I don't know what happened, but it's
her don't add [Fm] up on paper.
But [Ab] when I close my eyes late [Bb] at night, you can bet,
I [Eb] thank my maker.
_ [Bb] She [Eb] keeps on loving me, loves me the way [F] I am.
_ [Ab] She's not just a long for the [Bb] ride,
yes, she's my [Eb] biggest fan.
[Bb] _ Well, it's a [Eb] little piece of heaven [Fm] when we lay down.
[C] _ [Ab] She keeps on loving [Bbm] me, and I keep [Eb] on wondering why.
[Bb] _ [Eb] She's got a wicked smile, usual eyes,
every guy [F] wantin' [Fm] to hold her close.
_ [Ab] She's as pretty [Bb] as skin, like the sun sinking down
on a California pole.
She keeps on [Eb]
loving me, loves me [Fm] the way I am.
_ [Ab] She's not just a long for the [Bb] ride,
yes, she's my [Eb] biggest fan.
[Bb] _ [Eb] Well, it's a little piece of heaven when [Fm] we lay down.
_ She [Ab] keeps on loving me, [Bb] and I keep on [Eb] wondering why.
[Bb] _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
[F] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Bb] _ [Eb] And I don't know what happened, but it's
her don't add [Fm] up on paper.
_ _ [Ab] Well, as long as she lets [Bb] me, I'll
be true wherever [Eb] she wants me to take [Bb] her.
She keeps on loving me, loves me the way [Fm] I am.
She's not [Ab] just a long for the ride,
yes, she's my biggest fan.
_ [Eb] Well, it's a little piece of heaven when we [Fm] lay down.
And I, she [Ab] keeps on loving me, [Bb] and I keep on wondering why.
[Ab] She keeps on loving me, [Bb] and I keep on wondering.
[Eb] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ [Ab]