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From "The Chase" (1992)
(Pat Alger, Sandy Mohl, Garth Brooks)
Capo: 2nd Fret
INTRO: [C] [D] [C] [Bm] [Am]
I went to work for her that [G]summer, A teenage kid so far from [Em]home
She was a lonenly widow [C]woman, Hell bent to make it on her [D]own
We were a thousand miles from [G]nowhere, Wheat fields as far as I could [Em]see
Both needin' somethin' from each [C]other,[D] Not knowin' yet what that might [G] be
'Till she came to me one [G]evening, Hot cup of coffee and a [Em]smile
In a dress that I was [C]certain, She hadn't worn in quite a [D]while
There was a difference in her [G]laughter, There was a softness in her [Em]eyes
And on the air there was a [C]hunger [D] Even a boy could recog[G]nize
CHORUS:
She had a need to feel the [D]thunder [C]
To chase the lightnin' from the [G]sky
To watch the storm with all it's [C]wonder
Raging in her lover's [D]eyes
She had to ride the heat of [Em]passion [D]
[C] Like a comet burnin' [G]bright
Rushing head long in the [C]wind
Out where only dreams had [D]been
Burnin' both ends of the [G]night
That summer wind was all around [G]me, Nothin' between us but the [Em]night
And when I told her that I'd [C]never, She softly whispered that's al[D]right
And then I watched her hands of [G]leather, Turn to velvet in a [Em]touch
There's never been another [C]summer, [D] When I have ever learned so [G]much
CHORUS
INSTRUMENTAL
I often think about that [G]summer, The sweat, the moonlight and the [Em]lace
And I have rarely held a[C]nother, When I haven't seen her [D]face
And every time I pass a [G]wheat field, Watch it dancin' with the [Em]wind
Although I know it isn't [C]real, I just can't help but [D]feel
Her hungry arms a[G]gain
CHORUS
Rushing head long in the [C]wind
Out where only dreams had [D]been
Burnin' both ends of the [G]night |
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