For Your Love
By Chris Ledoux
rmofle at satx.rr.com
4/4/04
Intro chords:
A-A-G A-G-A twice
For your [A]love, I'd rope the moon and put it in a blender
[A]Mix up a concoction that might make you surrender
I'd [A]bide the brand off a buckin branded bull
[A]Rob me a gin mill I'd fill the ocean full
I'd [E]take on the army her majesty's marine
Your [D]love ain't just a cover it's a whole magazine[A]
For your love I'd stop a freight train single handed
Straighten out the bends in the Rio Grande
I'd climb the tower at the TV station
Broadcast my affection to the united nations
I'd take on the governor in Washington DC
Your love ain't just a engine it's a rockin' machine
Chorus
For your [F#m]love
I'd [E]stop the hands of time
For your [F#m]love
I'd [E]dig a diamond mine
For your [F#m]love
I'd [E]do it all the time, Yes I [A]would
For your love I'd walk a tight rope and wrestle anacondas
Jump a motorcycle over half a dozen Hondas
Carve your initials on a forest of bamboo
Paint the Brooklyn bridge baby paint with a broom
I'd take on the press from Tokyo to Pravda
Your love ain't just a hot sauce it's a whole enchilada
Chorus
Yeah now
By Chris Ledoux
rmofle at satx.rr.com
4/4/04
Intro chords:
A-A-G A-G-A twice
For your [A]love, I'd rope the moon and put it in a blender
[A]Mix up a concoction that might make you surrender
I'd [A]bide the brand off a buckin branded bull
[A]Rob me a gin mill I'd fill the ocean full
I'd [E]take on the army her majesty's marine
Your [D]love ain't just a cover it's a whole magazine[A]
For your love I'd stop a freight train single handed
Straighten out the bends in the Rio Grande
I'd climb the tower at the TV station
Broadcast my affection to the united nations
I'd take on the governor in Washington DC
Your love ain't just a engine it's a rockin' machine
Chorus
For your [F#m]love
I'd [E]stop the hands of time
For your [F#m]love
I'd [E]dig a diamond mine
For your [F#m]love
I'd [E]do it all the time, Yes I [A]would
For your love I'd walk a tight rope and wrestle anacondas
Jump a motorcycle over half a dozen Hondas
Carve your initials on a forest of bamboo
Paint the Brooklyn bridge baby paint with a broom
I'd take on the press from Tokyo to Pravda
Your love ain't just a hot sauce it's a whole enchilada
Chorus
Yeah now