Truth No. 2    (intro)    (sample)

 

    G - C    G - C

 

     G                                                                                       C

1.     You don't like the sound of the truth coming from my mouth,

G                                                                                      C

    you say that I lack the proof, well baby, that might be so.

G                                                                                         C

    I might get to the end of my life, find out everyone was lying,

G                                                                                                       C

    I don't think that I'm afraid anymore, say that I would rather die trying.

 

              F                   C

Woh-oh,    swing me way down south,

G                                   C

    sing me something brave from your mouth,

            - F                                  C

and I'll       bring you pearls of water on my hips,

             G                                 F                            - C

and the love in my lips, all the love from my lips.

 

    G

2.     This time when he swung the bat,

                                                        C

    and I found myself laying flat, I wondered

                  G

    what a way to spend a dime,

                                                             C

    what a way to use the time, ain't it baby ?

        G

    I looked at my reflection in the window walking past,

                           C

    and I saw a stranger.

                  G             

   Just so scared all the time, it makes me one more reason,

                                C

    why the world's dangerous.

 

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   G                                                                                        C

3.   You don't like the sound of the truth coming from my mouth,

G                                                                                      C

    you say that I lack the proof, well baby, that might be so.

      G

    Tell me what's wrong with having a little faith

                                                     C

    in what you're feeling in your heart,

G                                                                           C

    why must we be so afraid and always so far apart ?

 

              F                   C

Woh-oh,    swing me way down south,

G                                   C

    sing me something brave from your mouth,

            - F                                  C

and I'll       bring you pearls of water on my hips,

             G                                 F                            - C

and the love in my lips, all the love from my lips.

 

 

    (Dixie Chicks)