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The End - Ryan Adams.txt
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The End - Ryan Adams.txt
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The End - Ryan Adams
Intro
G A G A G A D D
Verse 1
D G D D
I don’t know the sound of my father’s voice
D D A A
I don’t even know how he says my name
G A Bm G
But it plays out like song on a jukebox in a bar
D D/A A D D
In the back of my head till it’s worrying machine
And in the cotton fields by the house where I was born
The leaves burn like effigies of my kin
And the trains run like snakes through the Pentecostal pines
Filled up with cotton and dime store gin
Chorus
Bm G D
Jacksonville, how you burden in my soul
A G Bm
How you hold all my dreams captive
Bm G D
Jacksonville, how you play with my mind
A G
How my heart goes bad
Bm A Bm
Suffocating on the pines in Jacksonville
Intro
The end, the end, the end
Verse 2
All the cars are lined up on a Saturday night
With the sky full of nothing but moon
And I lose my reflection in the bottles of wine
Till the morning comes down and I ain't nothing but you
Now the diner in the morning for a plate of eggs
The waitress tries to give me change I say, "Nah, it's cool. Just keep it"
I read up my news, I start thinking about her
And I wonder if anybody here besides me has got any decent secrets
Chorus
Quiet Instrumental break
G A G A G A D D
Outro
The end, the end, the end