Whiskey Colored Eyes

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Difficulty: absolute beginner
Tuning: E A D G B E
Capo: 3rd fret

[Intro]
G G G G C D G
 
 
[Verse]
            G
She was just passing through on a pub crawl
        D                Em
In that little East Texas town
       C
Never seen her kind of pretty ′round here
     D                    G
So I walked up and sat down
                 Em         D            C                G
And asked her if she'd ever had a cowboy try to steal her heart
            Em                  C
Bought her a drink down off the top shelf
       D                           G
And we talked ′til they closed the bar
 
 
           G                                  C              Em
Yeah, her whiskey colored eyes pierced right down into my soul
        C                                    D
As we waltzed in three-quarter time to some Texas country gold
            G                         C            Em
But I woke up in Amarillo just this empty bed and me
                 C                            D               G
'Cause you know cowboys and angels, we ain't always meant to be
 
 
          G                              D                Em
I found a note there on the table taken down in lipstick red
           C
She wrote thank you for a good time cowboy
     D                G
And that was all it said
            Em                D                C
As I walked out the door and looked up at the sky
             G              Em              C
All I could think is maybe she was looking up there too
      D             G
And dreaming about me
 
 
           G                                  C              Em
Yeah, her whiskey colored eyes pierced right down into my soul
        C                                    D
As we waltzed in three-quarter time to some Texas country gold
            G                         C            Em
But I woke up in Amarillo just this empty bed and me
                 C                            D               G
′Cause you know cowboys and angels, we ain′t always meant to be
 
G C
 
G   D
Whoa
 
 
[One Strum Per Chord]
           G                                  C              Em
Yeah, her whiskey colored eyes pierced right down into my soul
        C                                    D
As we waltzed in three-quarter time to some Texas country gold
 
[Normal Strumming]
            G                         C            Em
But I woke up in Amarillo just this empty bed and me
                 C                            D               G
′Cause you know cowboys and angels, we ain′t always meant to be
          C                            D               G
You know cowboys and angels, we ain't always meant to be
 
 
            G
She was just passing through on a pub crawl
        D                Em
In that little East Texas town
       C
Never seen her kind of pretty ′round here
     D                    G
So I walked up and sat down