Cold Irons Bound
Ton : EEnglish
I'm beEm7ginning to hear voices and there's no one around
now I'm all used up and the fields have turned brown
I went to church on Sunday and she passed by
and my love for her is taking such a long time to die
Lord I'm wBb(dim)aist deep wA7aist deep in the mEm7ist
It's almost lBb(dim)ike almostA7 like I dEm7on't exist
I'm 2A70 miles out of tGown Cold Irons bEm7ound
The waEm7lls of pride are high and wide
Can't see over to the other side
It's such a sad thing to see beauty decay
It's sadder still to feel your heart torn away
One look aBb(dim)t you and IA7'm out of controlEm7
Like the univBb(dim)erse has sA7wallowed Em7me whole
I'm tA7wenty miles out ofG town in cold ironsEm7 bound
There'Em7s too many people, too many to recall
I thought some of 'm were friends of mine, I was wrong about 'm all
Well, the road is rocky and the hillside's mud
Up over my head nothing but clouds of blood
I found myBb(dim) world, fouA7nd my world in youEm7
But your loveBb(dim) just hasnA7't provedEm7 true
I'm tA7wenty miles out of tGown in cold irons bEm7ound
TwentA7y miles out of toGwn in cold irons boEm7und
Oh, thEm7e winds in Chicago have torn me to shreds
Reality has always had too many heads
Some things last longer than you think they will
There are some kind of things you can never kill
It's you aBb(dim)nd you onlyA7 I been thinking aEm7bout
But you can'tBb(dim) see in anA7d it's haEm7rd lookin' out
I'm tA7wenty miles out of Gtown in cold irons bEm7ound
Well tEm7he fat's in the fire and the water's in the tank
The whiskey's in the jar and the money's in the bank
I tried to love and protect you because I cared
I'm gonna remember forever the joy that we shared
Looking atBb(dim) you and I'A7m on my bended kneEm7e
You have no iBb(dim)dea what yA7ou do to Em7me
I'm tA7wenty miles out of tGown in cold irons Em7bound
TwentA7y miles out of tGown in cold irons Em7bound