Love Triangle chords

D _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
Sitting on the front step, little white suitcase.
Hearing that diesel for G it at the front gate.
His headlights burning D down a Friday night _ _ .
Southern bell statue standing in the screen door.
Watching her whole world head G for an old Ford.
With him in the can, the D current, the eye.
_ Em Then I run D to him, G big hug, jump Em in.
And I cry D for her out G the window.
_ _ Bm.
Some G mamas and daddies in love and in a D straight line.
Take a river to heart and then take a long Bm swing around.
But some mamas G and daddies let their heart D strings tear and tango.
A _ G And some of us get stuck in a D love triangle.
Bowling _ _ _ _ alley burger, fries and a milkshake.
Headed to the same old two dollar G matinee.
Baby has her school D pen and has her A mom.
_ D Patsy Cline echoes back off the dashboard.
Staring at my boots and the dusty G old floorboard.
Baby two weeks ain't D really all that long.
Then Em I run to D her, wrap G my arms around her Em skirt.
And I cry for D him out G the window.
_ _ Bm Some mamas G and daddies in love and in a D straight line.
Take a river A to heart and then take a long Bm swing around.
But some mamas G and daddies let their heart D strings tear and tango.
A And G some of us get stuck in a D love triangle.
_ _ _ G _ _ _ Bm _ .
_ _ _ _ A In a love D triangle, yeah.
_ _ _ _ G _ _ Bm _ .
_ _ _ _ A Some _ Bm.
mamas G and daddies in love and in a D straight line.
Take a river to heart and then take a long Bm swing around.
But some mamas G and daddies let their heart D strings tear and A tango.
Bm And some mamas G and daddies ran out of love in D 94.
And some mamas A and daddies don't even talk Bm no more.
And some mamas G and daddies let their heart D strings tear and tango.
G And some of us get stuck.
A And some of us grow up.
In a D love triangle _ _ _ _ .
_ G _ _ _ _ D _ _ A _ .
D _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .