|: Am F Am F :| Am F Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night Am F Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall. Am F She sees the bartender in a pool of blood, Am F Cries out, "My God, they killed them all!" C F Here comes the story of the Hurricane, C F The man the authorities came to blame Dm C For somethin' that he never done. Dm C Em Am
G D/f# C/e D C D G
G D G
You angel you
G D G
You got me under your wing.
G D/f# C/e D
The way you walk and the way you talk
C D G
I feel I could almost sing.
You angel you
You're as fine as anything's fine.
I just want to watch you talk with your
memory on my mind
C G
You know I can't sleep at night for trying
G D/f# C/e D
Yes I never did feel this way before,
G D/f# C/e D
E A E
E
On a night like this
B
So glad you came around,
Hold on to me so tight
E
And heat up some coffee grounds.
E7/g#
We got much to talk about
A Am/f#
And much to reminisce,
E
It sure is right
B E
On a night like this.
On a night like this
So glad you've come to stay
Hold on to me, pretty miss
Say you'll never go away to stray.
Run your fingers down my spine
Bring me a touch of bliss
It sure feels right
On a night like this.
On a night like this
I can't get any sleep,
Am Dm |Am Dm
F
I've just reached a place
Am
Where the willow don't bend.
Dm
There's not much more to be said
/c Bb
It's the top of the end.
F
I'm going,
C
I'm going,
Dm
I'm gone.
I'm closin' the book
On the pages and the text
And I don't really care
What happens next.
I'm just going,
I'm going,
I'm gone.
I been hangin' on threads,
I been playin' it straight,
Now, I've just got to cut loose
Before it gets late.
So I'm going,
I'm going,
I'm gone.
Intro:
Intro:
[a cappella:] C G F C Broke her heart, lost my own G Dm C Adios mi corazon
C G7 F C
Spanish is the loving tongue
C G7 F G7
Soft as music, light as spray
C G7 F C
'Twas a girl I learned it from
G7 F G7 C Csus2
Living down Sonora way
C G7 F C
Well I don't look much like a lover
C G7 F G7
Em
Up on the white veranda
C G
She wears a necktie and a Panama hat.
Em
Her passport shows a face
C
From another time and place
G
She looks nothin' like that.
Bm C D C
And all the remnants of her recent past
C/b G
Are scattered in the wild wind.
Bm
She walks across the marble floor
C D C C/b
Where a voice from the gambling room
G
is callin' her to come on in.
Bm Am
She smiles, walks the other way
C /b Am G D(/f#) C
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When first I came to Louisville, some pleasure there to find,
C G F Am
A damsel there from Lexington was pleasing to my mind.
F G Am /g Am
Her rosy cheeks, her ruby lips, like arrows pierced my breast
C G F Am