John Prine - This love is real

^DI can taste your ^Alipstick in the ^Dwine, I ^Gcan feel your ^Aheartbeat close to ^Dmine. W^Gith your love wrapped ^Aaround me, I'm ^Dsil^Cent and ^Gstill. ^{C G C G G}I know that ^Athis love is ^Dreal. I ^Dhave tasted other ^Alips I thought were ^Dtrue, I ^Ghave looked into the e^Ayes I thought were ^Dyou. Now t^Gouching j^Aust to touch, and ^Dfeeling ^Cjust to ^Gfeel, ^{C G C G} G A D I know that this love is real. (Instr: D A D G A D G A D G C G C G) ^BmSomeone should tell our dreams when love is ^Agone, ^BmWhile still in slumber, memories linger ^Aon ^BmSometimes I lie awake in bed till ^Adawn, thinking of y^Gou, now you're ^Agone ^DTender is the ^Aheart that sleeps in ^Drest, ^Gtender is the ^Ahope of tende^Drness ^GLove thy neighbor ^Aas thyself and t^Dhou s^Chall not st^Geal ^{C G C G G}I know that ^Athis love is ^Dreal ^GLove thy neighbor ^Aas thyself and t^Dhou s^Chall not st^Geal ^{C G C G G}I know that ^Athis love is ^Dreal