Ryan Adams - Cannonball days

"Gsus" here is 320013

Intro- G, Gsus, G, Gsus

[G]Whats come to [Gs] stay from your [G]cannonball days[Gs],
but a[D] house and some[C] clothes on the line[G].
[G]Fire the wave[Gs] of your [G]drunken brigade[Gs],
The [D]streets of new[C] york as a child[G].
Woman so fine, fine as a girl,
slow like an italian wine,
Hair all a mess, and a dress off the shelf,
And all of your roses've died. [G] [Gs] [G] [Gs]

[Em]Better luck in the [Am]next life,
Cause [C]your gonna need it[D] dear.
[G]Loved you back [Gs]then, but I [G]couldn't say when[Gs],
[D]All of your [C]roses have died[G].
[D]All of your [C]roses have died[G].

I tasted your lips, put my hands on your hips,
Danced in a park late at night,
Your cats on the sill, and my head to your breast,
feeding your rhythms devine.
The worlds just a queen with a rattle machine,
Tasted the salt through your skin,
loved you back then, but I couldn't say when,
All of your roses have died.
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Bask in the street, down on Christopher St,
bought you a rose from a bum,
Left you a note, that was stuffed in your coat,
Laughed and you said it was done.
Broke like a stem, and I guess you're with him,
I'm sure that he treats you just fine.
So bottoms up cheers baby heres to your tears,
All of your roses have died.

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