Chords for Tim & Mollie O'Brien - Wichita

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So get back to Wichita, we're back to the mom and [F] pop, already got a story,
it's a nut job to pump in [Bb] the gears when the car back does.
We talk to the neighbors, we're done, they're waiting for the trains to fill,
we talk about [F] nothing, how much snow, how much she had to [Eb] go.
But when my [F] quail [Gm] dress was [F] torn, _ [Gm] and the fever's [Bb] back [Eb] in the fall,
you can't [Bb] still [Cm] hear the [F] night birds [Eb] call back to [Bb] Wichita. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
She can't make it in time, she can't get there, it's a two-mile ride,
but it never got easy, [F] never got rich, ain't got [Bb] much in what you can't do.
The good times have all been spent, she ain't broke but she's barely made,
nothing she [F] wants, ain't nothing that shines, [Bb] she made her mind [F] going.
But when my quail dress was torn, _ [Gm] and the _ [Bb] fever's back [Eb] in the fall, _
you can't [Bb] still hear the night [F] birds [Eb] call [Bb] back to Wichita.
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_ _ _ [F] She says, for all [Bb] my time [Eb] I ain't [Bb] got much to [F] do,
you can tell the man [Eb] behind anyone [F] who wants to know.
But [Eb] when my _
[F] quail dress was torn, and [Gm] the [Bb] fever's back in [Eb] the fall,
you can't [Bb] still hear [F] the night birds [Bb] call back to Wichita.
But when my _ [F] quail dress was torn, [Bb] and the fever's back in the [Eb] fall, _
[Bb] you can't still hear [F] the night birds [Eb] call back [Bb] to Wichita. _ _ _ _ _ _
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