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Capo on 1 [Intro] F Am C F Am C F Dm C [Verse 1]
Her Ceyes and words are Cso icy Oh but she Amburns Like Frum on the Cfire CHot and fast and Cangry As Cshe can be AmI walk my Fdays on a Cwire.
[Pre-Chorus 1]
F It looks Amugly,F but it's Amclean, F Oh Ammomma, don't Dmfuss over mCe.
[Chorus]
The way she Ftells me I'm Amhers and she is Cmine Open Fhand or closed Amfist would be Cfine The Fblood is rare and Dmsweet as cherry wine.C
[Verse 2]
CCalls of guilty Cfall on me CAll while she Amstains The Fsheets of some Cother CThrown at me so Cpowerfully CJust like she Amthrows with the Farm of her Cbrother.
[Pre-chorus 2]
F But I Amwant it,F it's a Amcrime F That she's Amnot around Dmmost of the Ctime.
[Chorus]
The way she Fshows me I'm Amhers and she is Cmine Open Fhand or closed Amfist would be Cfine FBlood is rare and Dmsweet as cherry wine.C
[Guitar Solo] [Verse 3]
Her Cfight and fury Cis fiery COh but she Amloves Like Fsleep to the Cfreezing CSweet and right and Cmerciful CI'm all but Amwashed In the Ftide of her Cbreathing.
[Pre-chorus 3]
F And it's Amworth it,F it's diAmvine F And AmI have this Dmsome of the Ctime.
[Chorus]
The way she Fshows me I'm Amhers and she is Cmine Open Fhand or closed Amfist would be Cfine The Fblood is rare and Dmsweet as cherry wine. C