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Sweet Savannah

Höfundur lags: Shooter Jennings Sent inn af: Anonymous
[G]So it comes to the end of the d[Bm]ay   
[Em]I'm checking out of my hot[D]el room today.
[Am]It's been two years since I've s[G]een your face
The [D]girl beside me reminds me of how you taste.
[G]Since I've seen you I've been b[Bm]eaten down and bruised
[Em]And every day I'm feelin' m[D]ore and more misused.
[Am]I never thought that I would [G]be without your love
[D]Years gone by you're still the one I'm thinkin' of

[C]Sweet Savannah, you sh[G]ine so bright.
[D]May the evening bring you're f[G]avorite night.
[C]Sweet Savannah, you been g[G]one so long
[F]But I've got to move[D] on...

[G]It's gettin' cold, I put my j[Bm]acket on your back
[Em]And we smoke a cigarette, the last o[D]ne in the pack.
[Am]I still remember e[G]xactly what you said...
[D]You had demons that you couldn't put to bed.
[G]Now I'm leavin', yeah, I'm m[Bm]ovin' out west
[Em]And it's time for us to lay our h[D]istory to rest.
[Am]I still remember a t[G]eardrop in your eye
[D]But you know I couldn't stand to see you cry...

[C]Sweet Savannah, you sh[G]ine so bright.
[D]May the evening bring you're f[G]avorite night.
[C]Sweet Savannah, you been g[G]one so long
[F]But I've got to move[D] on...

[Am]    [D]    [Am]    [D]    [Am]    [D]    
[G]So now I close on this Ho[Bm]llywood night
Where this c[Em]ounterculture cultivates an em[D]ptiness inside.
[Am]Would it be different if you were s[G]till here in my life?
[D]Would I be sober and would you be my wife?

[C]Sweet Savannah, you sh[G]ine so bright.
[D]May the evening bring you're f[G]avorite night.
[C]Sweet Savannah, you been g[G]one so long
[F]But I've got to move[D] on...


So it comes to the end of the day
I'm checking out of my hotel room today.
It's been two years since I've seen your face
The girl beside me reminds me of how you taste.
Since I've seen you I've been beaten down and bruised
And every day I'm feelin' more and more misused.
I never thought that I would be without your love
Years gone by you're still the one I'm thinkin' of

Sweet Savannah, you shine so bright.
May the evening bring you're favorite night.
Sweet Savannah, you been gone so long
But I've got to move on...

It's gettin' cold, I put my jacket on your back
And we smoke a cigarette, the last one in the pack.
I still remember exactly what you said...
You had demons that you couldn't put to bed.
Now I'm leavin', yeah, I'm movin' out west
And it's time for us to lay our history to rest.
I still remember a teardrop in your eye
But you know I couldn't stand to see you cry...

Sweet Savannah, you shine so bright.
May the evening bring you're favorite night.
Sweet Savannah, you been gone so long
But I've got to move on...


So now I close on this Hollywood night
Where this counterculture cultivates an emptiness inside.
Would it be different if you were still here in my life?
Would I be sober and would you be my wife?

Sweet Savannah, you shine so bright.
May the evening bring you're favorite night.
Sweet Savannah, you been gone so long
But I've got to move on...

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