Cifras
Eastern Continental Divide

Tono: C

Introducción:

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 C                             G                           C                           F 
I found no satisfaction in the lies I told to you
 C                     G                             C                               Am 
Anything is better than the cumbrance of the truth
           C                                       F 
So I stole your last gold dollar
 C                                             F 
Took everything I could find
 C                               G 
Went out west to gamble
 C                                               F 
Drink out the trouble in mind
 F                           C                   G 
I crossed that deep muddy water
         C                                           F 
The last of my dignity and pride
                 C                                         G                           C                       G               C 
Watched them sink down in the bottom of that eastern continental divide
             F                                   C                                                                               F 
Now I plead here in your mercy, oh the shame that I brought on us all
                                                 C                                                       G 
A beggar in the arms of charity, like Adam after the fall
             F                         C                                                       G 
And I leave you my apology, though I am doing my time
     F                                           C                                                     G               C 
I never meant to hit the bottom of that eastern continental divide
verse
     C                                       G 
I thought I'd make our fortune
           C                                               F 
Make something outta nothing again
           C                                   G 
Like I did when I first loved you
           C                             Am 
When I was an honest man
               C                                         F 
Now my eyes are blacker than burned out tyres
           C                                   F 
As I walk to the rising sun
 C                               G 
Too far gone for turning around
 C                                   F 
Nothing left to be won
 F                             C                     G 
I crossed that great smokey mountain
           C                                           F 
From Tennessee to South Carolina
 C                       G                           C                       G               Am         C 
Faded in the bottom of that eastern continental divide
             F                                   C                                                                               F 
Now I plead here in your mercy, oh the shame that I brought on us all
                                                 C                                                       G 
A beggar in the arms of charity, like Adam after the fall
             F                         C                                                       G 
And I leave you my apology, though I am doing my time
 F                                   C                                           G               Am 
You never will get over that eastern continental divide
           F                       G               F           C 
That eastern continental divide