Chords for RYAN BINGHAM - "Too Deep to Fill" - (Live in West Hollywood, CA) #JAMINTHEVAN

[G] _ _ Yeah, so the problem _ _ is I've got a dead box and I've got a problem lying behind her.
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_ I've got a hole deep down inside me _ [A] and I fear that it's too [E] deep to fill.
[A] I've drowned this poor [E] heart in misery _ for so long that it's too far gone to heal. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ Well, I'm a-going out to the country, _ [A] I'm a-going to see if [E] I can find
_ [A] _ that lonesome [E] place where I once was lost, but I hope to be home for supper time.
_ Well, I'm a-going _ up on the mountain, _ [A] I'm a-going to see if [E] I can find out why
that [Am] cold mountain [E] river no longer makes me shiver, but I hope to be home for supper time.
Well, [F#] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
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_ I'm a-going out to the forest, [A] I'm a-going to see if [E] I can find out why
[A] why people all around [E] are still cutting it all down, but I hope to be on home for supper time.
_ Well, I'm a-going out to the desert, _ [A] I'm a-going to see if [E] I can find out why
[A] people on the land [E] are still poisoning the sand, but I hope to be on home for supper time.
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_ Well, I'm a-going up to New York City, _ [A] I'm a-going to see if I [E] can find out why
[A] them boys on Wall Street [E] stole the shoes off of my feet and left us without food for supper time.
_ Well, I'm a-going out to join the protest, _ [A] I'm a-going to stand [E] up and sing
[A] for it's time once again [E] to stand up and demand that this land was made for you and me.
_ Well, oh babe, oh sweet baby, _ [A] you kiss these poor lips [E] of mine,
_ [A] please tell me that [E] you love me _ and your heart is forever mine.
I got a hole deep down inside me and [A] I fear that it's too deep [E] to fill,
well I [A] drown this poor heart [E] in misery, _ well so long that it's too long gone to heal. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ [A] Well, I drown this poor [E] heart in misery.
_ _ [N] _ _ Sorry, I can't quit thinking about that joke you just made.
Oh, fuck it, sorry.
I fucked up.
_ That was a good one.
Alright, can I just keep going?
[Gm] Yeah, [E] yeah, yeah, just keep rolling.
_ [A] You kiss these poor [E] lips of mine.
_ _ I fucked up that.
I [G#] can't think of the original reason you wrote the [E] song, not me being an asshole.
God, I love my ex-girlfriend.
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