Trisha Yearwood - Hearts in armor

One more day my^C heart's in ^D7armor ^G Though I meant to^C let you ^D7in ^G In an effort^C not to^D harm it ^Em I have ^Cmissed my ^Dchance a^Ggain

I was singing^C when I ^D7freed you ^G But my pride was^C just a ^D7veil ^GI pretended^C not to ^Dneed you ^Em Now my ^Cheart tells a ^Ddifferent ^Gtale ^C

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And every ^Ghour that ^Gadd9goes ^Gby the ^C Harder ^GI become ^{D G C} Because I ^Glet that well run dry Because I ^Cleft ^Amyou un^D7answered ^G

Then like a fool I^C kept my ^D7secret ^G When it made no^C sense to ^D7try ^G Now I can no^C longer ^Dkeep it ^Em For it's ^Clate and the ^Dmoon is h^Gigh

And every ^Ghour that ^Gadd9goes ^Gby the ^C Harder ^GI become ^{D G C} Because I ^Glet that well run dry Because I ^Cleft ^Amyou un^D7answered ^G

One more day my^C heart's in ^D7armor ^G Though I did not ^Csee it th^D7en ^G I would finish^C what you ^Dstarted ^Em If I ^Chad that ^Dchance a^Ggain ^C

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^G I would finish^C what you ^Dstarted ^Em If I ^Chad that ^Dchance a^Ggain ^C

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