Tom: G
Introdução:
G C9 G
Late on a Friday my husband went up to the mountains with 3 friends
G C9 G
They took provisions and bottles of bourbon to last them all through the weekend
Em G Em C
One hundred miles they drove just to fish in a stream
C D G
There's so much water so close to home
Verse 2 (Same Chord Progression)
C9 G
As he holds me know I'm pretending
C9 D
It feels like i'm frozen inside
C9 G C9 G
And behind my eyes, my daily disguise
C9 D G
Everything's turning to white
Verse 3 (same)