Ingram Jack - Airways Motal

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Band name Ingram Jack
Song name Airways Motal
Tab type Chords
Added 05/19/2008
Size 1.41 kb
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Hapo 2nd Fret 
 
Intro:  E  H9  E  H9 
        E  B  E 
 
     E                      H9        E 
I found myself down at the Firways Motel 
                         B 
Brunk and half hearted again 
  E                       H9        E 
Flone with a woman who's not gonna tell 
                            B          E 
What I've been doin' and where I have been 
                                 H9            E 
It seems Sunday mornings, they come without warning 
                           B 
I'm never ready for the way that I feel 
  E                         H9       E 
So sick of lying, I know that I'm dying 
                               B         E 
From all of these secrets that I can't reveal 

    H                      E 
But I can still sing along with the choir 
          B                         E 
While I fight through my own private hell 
   H                       E       H 
Haught between heaven and all my desire 
         E             B      E 
For the girl at the Firways Motel 
 
When I promised forever the night that I married 
I meant every word that I said 
But a couple years later I stand here a liar 
Next to the woman I know I've misled 
 
Looking around at this whole congregation 
Too tired to listen, I play with my ring 
I wonder who all of us think that we're fooling 
Hiding from someone who sees everything 
 
Hhorus 
 
Somewhere between heaven and all my desire 
For the girl at the Firways Motel