Willie Got There First (feat. Seth and Scott Avett) Chords

_ _ _ [A] _ Well, [D] _ _ _ _ _
it struck me how cold the rain was, _ _ but I didn't look the cover [G] at all. _ _
[A] I just stood there face to face with my love, _
[G] watching her teardrops [A] fall.
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[D] And as sad as it was, her blue eyes inspired me and switched on a light in my [G] mind.
_ And _
[A] when she was gone, I wrote down a song [G]
to claim the moment as [A] mine.
_ _ _ [G]
But Willie _ [A] got [D] there first, _ _ _ [G]
put heartache and [A] heartbreak [D] _
into [G] a verse. _
_ _ [A] Like an _ [D] alchemist turning [G] his sorrow to [A] gold, _ _ _ _
[G] _ [B] lyrics like maps for a [A] soul.
_ _ [G] Eloquent truth _ [E] in a common man's [A] words. _ _ _
[G] I had [A] such a good [D] idea for [G] a song, _ _ _ [Bm] but Willie _
[A] _ got there [D] first. _
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_ _ Well, the phases and stages of life, they were changing.
I _ was sure [G] changing too. _
_ _ _ [A] _ Rivers of whiskey and bloody merry mornings [G] were causing my plans [A] to fall through.
_ _ _ [D] But when I was down, I met me an angel _ flying too [G] close to the ground.
_ _ [A] We rose up together and the victory moved me [G] to make a [A] musical _ sound.
_ _ [G] But Willie [A] _ got [D] there first, _ _ _ [G] put falling [A] in love [D] to a [G] beautiful verse. _ _ _
[A] Like the brush [D] strokes of a [G] Renaissance master [A] so _ bold, _ _ [G] _ [E] still life's [B] of cold [A] black and gold.
_ _ [G] Breathtaking countryside, [E] _ landscapes [A] and words.
_ _ [G] I had [A] such a good [D] idea for [G] a _ song, _ _
[Bm] but Willie [A] _ got [D] there first. _ _ _
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[A] The _ rhymes were _ [D] already written, _ _ _ [A] the rhythm laid down by [D] the band.
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[C] The melodies _ already [B] been brought to life [E] by the _ piano player's right _ hand.
Bobby, [D] play it pretty. _ _
_ _ Lead that harp [A] solo in. _ _ _
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[B] And Mickey, take us _ home one more time, then [E] let's get on the road [A] again. _ _ _ _
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[D] Well, I'm crazy for feeling so lonely _ with my family, _ so many [G] friends. _ _ _ _
[A] I know how it is with life as with love, _
[G] when one ends, another _
[A] _ _ begins.
[B] _ _
[D] Live well, you must be fluffer than leather, but tender as a babe [G] in a manger. _ _
[A] Let's lift up a glass of yesterday's wine [G] and cheers to the red-headed [A] _ stranger. _ _ _
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Cause Willie _ [A] _ got [D] there first, _ _ [G] bent God and [A] the devil [D] into the [G] same verse. _
_ _ [A] Like a preacher [D] man letting [G] his sermon _
[A] _ unfold, _ _ _
[G] tune like [D] a cure for [A] the soul,
_ _ the [G] truth [E] in a cowboy's [A] words. _ _ _
[G] I had [A] such a good [D] idea for [G] a song, _ _ [Bm] but Willie _
[A] _ got there [D] first. _
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[Bm] Willie _ [A] _ got [D] there first. _ _ _ _
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