I should’ve took you dancin’
A little candle light roma ncin’,
But I was high upon a bar stool
You won’t beli eve how much I’ve changed
Oh, I wish that you could see me
Steady hands without the whiskey,
Got that job down at the factory
A brand new suit for Sunday,
and they’ve still got our car
I still see you on your knees
And made you climb inside
And I’d take your place in this field of stone
For me to finally bring you fl owers
A
Bm
A~C~
Bm
A
G
Em7
A7sus4
A7
And I’d take your place in this field of stone
For me to finally bring you fl owers
For me to finally bring you fl owers
A
Bm
A~C~
D
G
A7sus
A7
D~F~
G
A
A7sus4
D
A~C~
Bm
G
A7
G~A
Em7
D~F~