Chords for Tyler Childers - Jane (Live from the Listening Room - Lexington, KY)

_ It's called, I don't really know what it's called.
I've been calling it Jane,
because I have nothing else better to call it right now.
This is a song, my grandma,
she was telling me a story about her first marriage.
She was married to a drunkard, I guess,
and she didn't care too much for it.
And told him that if he [Ab] didn't quit, she was going to leave him.
And he kind of laughed it off, and she left him.
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And I wrote this song about it.
_ It's a good story, right?
Woo!
_ _ _ _ _ _ Well she [F] don't like it when I ain't sober
And I [Bb] can't say that I blame [Db] her
I don't see how she takes it, [Fm] boys
I don't see how she takes [Bbm] it
And she done told me that it's all over
If I walk through that front [Db] door
Three sheets to the wind [Fm] again
Three sheets to the wind
[Gb] And I just laughed it off
How you gonna get back [Bbm] home
If you ain't got a dime
But it don't come from me
[Gb] And that's a long way to walk
And you ain't the rambling [Bbm] kind
So I just think it's [Gb] best if you decide [F] to stay
_ _ _ [Bbm] Well those mountain women gonna get their way
And if they're here, they'll sure die [Db] trying
I don't know why she tries so [F] hard
I don't know why she tries
[Bbm] Cause us mountain fellas are awful stubborn
And we don't give a [Ab] god damn
[Db] We don't give a damn, oh [Fm] lord
No, we just don't care
_ [Gb] And we can't get enough
Of all these [Fm] neon nights
[Bbm] Ballroom bras and bedroom coils
And we come home too late
[Gb] And it ain't nothing new
And it's just the same [Ab] old [Bbm] thing
And I work way too hard
[F] To take this shit off Jane _ _ _
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[Bbm] She went down to the Western Union
Called her country [Ab] cousin
I need to get back home right [F] now
I need to get away
[Bbm] Cause it ain't funny when he ain't sober
Honey, get me on a [Db] Greyhound
Get me on a Greyhound
[F] Get me to the hills
[Gb] And I went out one night
Came home and the rooster [Bbm] crowed
And there was nothing left but the smell of her perfume
[Gb] Ain't never felt so small
Ain't felt so much [Bbm] pain
And I'm just way too [F] drunk
To take this shit off Jane
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