Chords for Folk Alley Sessions: Lynn Miles performs "Three Chords and the Truth"

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[Bb] _ I _ cut my heart wide open [Eb] and I spilled [Bb] all my blood, spent my money and [F] my youth.
_ _ [Gm] And I jumped into the well _ [Eb] and I made [F] my own hell.
Well, [Bb] I was looking [F] for three chords [Bb] and the truth.
I found the door to my freedom [F] in a house filled [Bb] with flames.
Found the key to my restless [F]
blues.
_ _ I [Gm] lost my innocence and firm.
I [F] found my courage and my nerve.
Well, [Bb] I was looking [F] for three chords [Bb] and the truth.
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_ [F] built, but I was willing to pay my dues.
_ _ _ I [Bb] learned my _ _ limitations, my lessons [Bb] and frustrations.
Well, I was [F] looking for three chords [Bb] and the truth. _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ [Gm] I made the [F] sacrifices _ _ [Gm]
and I [F] played the games and I believed [Eb] every lie without proof.
_ _ I [Bb] sang my songs and I strung my strings, [F] lost and [Bb] found everything.
Well, I was looking [F] for three chords [Bb] and the truth.
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looked from every angle, [Eb] every mountain and every valley, every city and every [F] roof.
_ _ _ Now [Gm] I'm still out here on the road, [F] still trying to break the code.
[Bb] Still looking [F] for three chords [Gm] and the truth.
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looking [F] for three chords [Bb] and the truth. _ _ _ _ _
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