Ryan Bingham - The weary kind

^DYour heart's on the ^A7loose ^BmYou rolled them seven's with ^Gnothin lose ^DAnd this ain't no ^A7place for the weary kin^Dd ^{G D D}You called all your ^A7shots ^BmShooting 8 ball at the co^Grner truck stop ^DSomehow this don't ^A7feel like home ^Dany^Gmore ^D

^BmAnd this ain't no ^A7place for the weary ^Dkind G Bm A7 (A9sus4 A fr5th A9sus4) And this ain't no place to lose your mind G Bm A7 (A9sus4 A fr5th A9sus4) And this ain't no place to fall behind G Bm A7 (A9sus4 A fr5th A9sus4) Pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try

^DYour body ^A7aches ^DPlaying your guitar and ^Gsweating out the hate ^DThe days and the ^A7nights all feel the ^Dsame ^DWhiskey has ^A7been A th^Dorn in your side and it ^Gdoesn't forget ^DThe highway that ^A7calls for your heart ^Dinside ^{G D}

^BmAnd this ain't no ^A7place for the weary ^Dkind G Bm A7 A9sus4 A fr5th A9sus4 And this ain't no place to lose your mind G Bm A7 A9sus4 A fr5th A9sus4 And this ain't no place to fall behind G Bm A7 A9sus4 A fr5th A9sus4 Pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try

^DYour lovers won't ^A7kiss ^BmIt's too damn far from your fi^Gngertips ^DYou are the ^A7man that ruined her ^Dworld

^DYour heart's on the l^A7oose ^BmYou rolled them seven's with nothing l^Gose ^DThis ain't no ^A7place for the weary ^Dkind ^{G D}