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Learning To Love Again

Key: A

Introduction:

difficulty
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Your poker face ain?t fooling nobody, nobody here
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We?ve all felt the flame and shed those same tears
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Driving home to a one man hell, still counting years, still counting years
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Hey brother we?re all learning to love again
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?Cause that was the real you running through the fields of gold wide open
 Am                   G                       F                   C 
Standing in places no picture contains
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That was the real you, windows down, we could smell the mint fields crying
 Am                         G                   F                       C 
Sing with the radio to song we can?t name
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That was the real you saying, ?Maybe I?m not too young to be a cowboy.?
 Am               G                             F                         C 
Hey brother, we?re all learning to love again
 Am               G                             F                         C 
Hey brother, we?re all learning to love again
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Making up your bed that day on a foreign floor between foreign walls
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Thinking ?bout the words you?d say to a phone that never calls
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Feel the weight of your father?s ring and all those dreams, and all those dreams
 Am       G                                     F                         C 
Hey brother, we?re all learning to love again
 Am                                     G                                 F                                       C 
?Cause that was the real you running through the fields of gold wide open
 Am                   G                       F                   C 
Standing in places no picture contains
 Am                       G                                   F                                                 C 
That was the real you, windows down, we could smell the mint fields crying
 Am                         G                   F                       C 
Sing with the radio to song we can?t name
 Am                         G                               F                                     C 
That was the real you saying, ?Maybe I?m not too young to be a cowboy.?
 Am               G                             F                         C 
Hey brother, we?re all learning to love again
 Am               G                             F                         C 
Hey brother, we?re all learning to love again
 Am                                       G                                 F                       C 
?Cause that was the real you standing there in the shape of your body
 Am               G                                   F                         C 
Fear don? know no love when we?re all the same
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That was the real you looking back across the water
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Tears falling like rain, drops rippling against the shame
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That was the real you singing hallelujah, looking down a barrel
 Am               G                             F                         C 
Hey brother, we?re all learning to love again
 Am               G                             F                         C 
Hey brother, we?re all learning to love again