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Madeline- Uncle's Sweetheart Pt. 2
Guitar Chords
Finger picked
C
put a hole in the ground just to bury your poor uncle
C
put that shovel for he's nearing toward his savior
F G C F
if his heart's light as a feather he could walk right in
F G C F
it's a shame it's heavier by the burden of his sins
C F C C F C
oh me, what have i done
C F C C F C
oh me, what have i done
F G C F
C
have a paper, son, you can light yourself a cigarette
C
i'll shine off his gun with the corner of my wedding dress
F G C F
never shoot at moving things just feels good in my hands
F G
makes me feel more threating
C F
makes me feel like a man
C F C C F C
oh me, what have i done
C F C C F C
oh me, what have i done
F G C F
C
god sees everything does he have himself an x-ray
C
see him lie to me, oh the stink of gin and whiskey
F G C F
we've been known to holler but i love that boy to death
F G C F
lipstick on his collar and some whiskey on his breath
F G C F
thought i saw clear waters, but the storm was slow to rest
F G C F
he had lipstick on his collar and a bullet in chest
C F C C F C
oh me, what have i done
C F C C F C
oh me, what have i done
F G C F
Guitar Chords
Finger picked
C
put a hole in the ground just to bury your poor uncle
C
put that shovel for he's nearing toward his savior
F G C F
if his heart's light as a feather he could walk right in
F G C F
it's a shame it's heavier by the burden of his sins
C F C C F C
oh me, what have i done
C F C C F C
oh me, what have i done
F G C F
C
have a paper, son, you can light yourself a cigarette
C
i'll shine off his gun with the corner of my wedding dress
F G C F
never shoot at moving things just feels good in my hands
F G
makes me feel more threating
C F
makes me feel like a man
C F C C F C
oh me, what have i done
C F C C F C
oh me, what have i done
F G C F
C
god sees everything does he have himself an x-ray
C
see him lie to me, oh the stink of gin and whiskey
F G C F
we've been known to holler but i love that boy to death
F G C F
lipstick on his collar and some whiskey on his breath
F G C F
thought i saw clear waters, but the storm was slow to rest
F G C F
he had lipstick on his collar and a bullet in chest
C F C C F C
oh me, what have i done
C F C C F C
oh me, what have i done
F G C F
Madness
Madonna
Madrugada
Mads Langer
Madsen