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         C       Am        G
The air was cold that morning
               C     Am      G
And the coffee tasted black
              C         Am            G
He said sing us a song you're a first here
            C                Am         G
And I don't think it's too much to ask
          C           Am         G
But lonely and scared I declined here
           C           Am         G
Said maybe on my way back
                       C                Am                G
But I've got mountains to cross before moonshine
              C         Am                G
And Already a weight on my back
               C             Am           G
Tiptoed tumbling across at a heartbreaking speed
                C             Am        G
Past the parking lot onto the highway
              C                   Am                G
And to mumble one's thoughts is a heart breaking deed
    C            Am                           G      
Maybe just one of you could go my way
(drumstick count off)
                     C             Am            G
Closed his eyes on the side of a church right side of tennesee
         C                    Am                G
But never slept that well next to strangers anyway
           C                     Am                      G
Childhood paths feel colder than I had grown to believe
                    C                                 Am             G
One more cigarette to chase these night fears away

Asheville - Rosa

I'm too lazy to type up the rest.