Chords for William Michael Morgan & Payton Taylor - Whiskey Lullaby (Acoustic) // The Church Sessions

[C#] _ _ [A#m] _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] Ahhhh! _
[C#] She put a man
_ _ [F#] Like the burning end of a midnight [C#] cigarette
[A#m] _ _ [A#] She broke [C#] his heart _ _
[F#] Spent his whole life trying to forget _ _
[A#m] Watched him drink his pain [C#] away
A little at a time
But he [A#m] never could get drunk enough
To [C#] get her off his mind
[G#] Until the night
He put [C#] that bottle to his head, pulled the trigger,
_ _ [A#m] Finally drank away her [F#] memory.
_ _ [C#] Life is short, this time it [G#] was bigger,
_ [A#m] And the strength he had to get up off [F#] his knees.
_ _ [C#] We found him with his face down in [G#] the pillow,
_ With a note that said, I'll love her [F#] until I die.
[C#] And when we buried him beneath the [G#] willow,
_ The angel sang a whiskey [A#m] lullaby.
La la la la la la, la la la la la la,
[F#] _ _ [C#] _ _ [A#m] La la la la la la la, la la _ _ [F#] _ la la la,
The rumors [C#] flew, _ but [F#] nobody knew how much she blamed [A#m] herself
_ For [C#] years and years _
[F#] She tried to hide the whiskey on [G#] her breath _
[A#m] She tried to drink her pain away, [C#] a little at a time
[A#m] But she never could get drunk enough [C#] to get him off her mind
[G#] Until the morning
She [C#] put that bottle to her head, and [D#] pulled the trigger
[G#] _ It [A#m] finally drank away his memory
[F#] _ _ _ [C#] Life is short, this time it [D#] was bigger
_ [A#m] And then the strength she had to get up [F#] off her knees
_ [C#] He found her with her face [G#] down in the pillow
_ _ [A#m] Praying to his picture [D#] for daylight
_ [F#] _ [C#] He laid her next to him beneath the [G#] willow
_ [F#] And the angel sang a whiskey [A#m] lullaby _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ [A#m] La la la la la la la la [F#] la _ _ _
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