There’s a har vest

each Sat ur day (A7sus4)night at the bars filled (C)with per fume and hitch (D)ing a (A7sus4)ride;

a place you could stand for (Dsus4)one (D)night and get gone.

And it’s clear this con (C)ver sa tion ain’t (D)do ing (A7sus4)a thing, ’cause these (Em)boys on (C)ly lis ten to me when (D)I (A7sus4)sing.

And I don’t feel like sing ing to (D)night all the (C)same songs.

Here in these

deep cit y lights,

girl could get (G)lost

to night.

I’m find ing ev ’ry rea (D)son to be gone.

There’s noth ing here (Dsus4)to hold on to.

Could I (C)hold you?

The sit u (C)a tion’s al ways the same.

You got your (Em)wolves in their (C)clothes whis per ing (Dsus4)Hol (D)ly (A7sus4)wood’s name,

steal ing (C)gold from the sil ver (Dsus4)they (D)see.

But it’s not me.

Here in these

Could I (C)hold you?

Call (C)ing out,

“Some bod y save me.” (G)I feel like I’m (Am9)fad ing a way.

Am I’m gone?

Call (C)ing out,

“Some bod y save me.” (G)I feel like I’m (Am9)fad ing.

Mm.

(A)No, (Asus4)no, no.

(C)No, (Cmaj7)no, no.

(A)No, (Asus4)no, (A)no, (C)no.

Deep cit y lights.

Girl could get (G)lost

to night.

I’m find ing ev ’ry rea (D)son to be gone and there’s (Dsus4)noth ing here to hold on to.

Could I hold on to

(C)you?