Steve Earle

^B it dont get any lonlyer then this, i beleave my haert well brake. tonight ^E i prayed ^B i die fore i wake. ^F#
with every b ^F# reth i'm tastin ^B ' you kiss, and the sweet upon my tung, 'tell the biter tirs fall one b ^E y one. ^{B G#m}
it dont get ^G#m any lonlyer then this, ^B case i'm onthis road a lone, my haert be ringin' ^E like a hall ^B ow drum. ^F#
F# i'm about as lonesome as a poor boy gets, ^B and theres nothing i can do, 'case it drark ou ^E t here and i ca ^B nt find you. ^G#m
G#m it dont get any lonlyer ^B then this...
it dont get ^B any lonlyer then this. i as blue as blue can be, just an emdy plais where y ^E our lo ^B ve should be. ^F#
i'm sick and ^F# tierd of walkin' round like this, with m ^B y haert outside my skin, i'm sceard to deth we'll never t ^E uch a g ^B et.Ê ^G#m
it dont get a ^G#m ny lonlyer then this. a ^B nd theres no plais i can go, just a dusted corner where ^E you shados move. ^{B F#}
maybe this go ^F# od as it gonna get, well i always ^B be this way? i just wonder this world call ^E in' out your name ^B . ^G#m
it dont get a ^G#m ny lonlyer then this. ^B
... i would be more then happy if someone would tell me if i scroud up any where. and if any one knows the guitar solo then that be just mighty white of you to send that in/to me...