Artist: Alan Jackson
[INTRO]
[F] [C] [F] [C]
The g[F]irl's wouldn't look anything like they [C]do
Can't imagine my life without dresses and s[F]hoes
I never taking a sunset from a front porch swing
Or m[Bb]ake any sense of the pl[G]easure love brings
I[F]'d been alone for s[Dm]ure, had it not [C]been [F]you
I wouldn't reach for your ar[C]ms When my dreams don't come t[F]rue
Never sit holding h[C]ands On a crowded church p[F]ew
I wouldn't smile when my fingers run through your hair
Or laugh w[Bb]hen we race to the t[G]op of the stairs
I'd get o[F]ld for s[Dm]ure, had it not b[C]een y[F]ou
You know there are ti[C]mes That I c[F]an't wait to pick up the p[Bb]hone
When you're call[C]in'
And the th[F]ree little vo[C]ices That al[Dm]ways chime in right a[Bb]long,
When we're talk[C]in'
Oh [Bb]I never would s[C]ee through eyes of t[F]ruth
And my h[Bb]eart would have o[C]verlooked
a v[C]iew that some just t[Dm]alk of and never f[Bb]ind, In a l[C]ifetime
[F]It's hard to descr[Am]ibe in just w[Dm]ords how I feel when I [Bb]home and be[C]side you
But I m[F]ake it kn[C]own It's just t[F]ime that I kill When I'm g[Bb]one and with[C]out you
I [Bb]up all through the n[C]ight If you will lo[F]ve me
As lo[Bb]ng as I wake u[C]p each morning
I'[F]ll know I[C]'m the on[Dm]ly one ar[Bb]ound, For a li[C]fetime
I'd never have t[F]aken in a sunset from the front porch swing
Or m[Bb]ake any sense of the pl[G]easure love brings
I'd been al[F]one for sure, Had it not [Am]been y[F]ou
[F] [C] [F] [C]
The g[F]irl's wouldn't look anything like they [C]do
Can't imagine my life without dresses and s[F]hoes
I never taking a sunset from a front porch swing
Or m[Bb]ake any sense of the pl[G]easure love brings
I[F]'d been alone for s[Dm]ure, had it not [C]been [F]you
I wouldn't reach for your ar[C]ms When my dreams don't come t[F]rue
Never sit holding h[C]ands On a crowded church p[F]ew
I wouldn't smile when my fingers run through your hair
Or laugh w[Bb]hen we race to the t[G]op of the stairs
I'd get o[F]ld for s[Dm]ure, had it not b[C]een y[F]ou
You know there are ti[C]mes That I c[F]an't wait to pick up the p[Bb]hone
When you're call[C]in'
And the th[F]ree little vo[C]ices That al[Dm]ways chime in right a[Bb]long,
When we're talk[C]in'
Oh [Bb]I never would s[C]ee through eyes of t[F]ruth
And my h[Bb]eart would have o[C]verlooked
a v[C]iew that some just t[Dm]alk of and never f[Bb]ind, In a l[C]ifetime
[F]It's hard to descr[Am]ibe in just w[Dm]ords how I feel when I [Bb]home and be[C]side you
But I m[F]ake it kn[C]own It's just t[F]ime that I kill When I'm g[Bb]one and with[C]out you
I [Bb]up all through the n[C]ight If you will lo[F]ve me
As lo[Bb]ng as I wake u[C]p each morning
I'[F]ll know I[C]'m the on[Dm]ly one ar[Bb]ound, For a li[C]fetime
I'd never have t[F]aken in a sunset from the front porch swing
Or m[Bb]ake any sense of the pl[G]easure love brings
I'd been al[F]one for sure, Had it not [Am]been y[F]ou
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