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#THE NIGHT'S TOO LONG (Lucinda Williams)
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#(Actually in A; capo up 2 frets. Each chord is one measure)
[G]Sylvia was [G]working as a [C]waitress in [C]Beaumont
She said "I'm [G]moving a[G]way, I'm gonna [G]get what I wa[D]nt
I'm [G]tired of these [G]small town boys, they [C]don't move fast en[C]ough
I'm gonna [G]find me one who wears a [G]leather jacket and [D]likes his living [G]rough"[G]
So she [G]saved her tips and [G]overtime and [C]bought an old rusty [C]car
She [G]sold most every[G]thing she had to [G]make a brand new st[D]art
She said, "I [G]won't be needing [G]these silly dr[C]esses and nylon h[C]ose
Cuz when [G]I get to where I'm [G]going, I'm gonna [D]buy me all new [G]clothes"[G]
The night's too [C]long; [C] it just drags [G]on and on[G]
And then there's never en[D]ough [D] that's when the sun starts c[G]oming up[G]
Don't let go of her [C]hand; [D] you just might be the [G]right [C]man
She [D]loves the [C]night; she [D]loves the [C]night
She [D]doesn't want the [C]night, don't want it to [G]end[C]
Don't want it to [G]end[C]
Well she works in an office now, and she guesses the pay's all right
She can buy a few new things to wear and still go out at night
And as soon as she gets home from work, she wants to be out with the crowd
Where she can dance and toss her head back and laugh out loud
Well, the music's playing faster and they just met
He presses up against her and his shirt's all soaked with sweat
And with her back against the bar she can listen to the band
And she's holding a Corona and it's cold against her hand
The night's too long
It just drags on and on
And then there's never enough
That's when the sun starts coming up
Don't let go of her hand
You just might be the right man
She loves the night
She loves the night
She doesn't want the night, don't want it to end
Don't want it to end
Don't want it to end
G C G C G C G C G C G C G C G C G .
(instrumental)
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#THE NIGHT'S TOO LONG (Lucinda Williams)
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#(Actually in A; capo up 2 frets. Each chord is one measure)
[G]Sylvia was [G]working as a [C]waitress in [C]Beaumont
She said "I'm [G]moving a[G]way, I'm gonna [G]get what I wa[D]nt
I'm [G]tired of these [G]small town boys, they [C]don't move fast en[C]ough
I'm gonna [G]find me one who wears a [G]leather jacket and [D]likes his living [G]rough"[G]
So she [G]saved her tips and [G]overtime and [C]bought an old rusty [C]car
She [G]sold most every[G]thing she had to [G]make a brand new st[D]art
She said, "I [G]won't be needing [G]these silly dr[C]esses and nylon h[C]ose
Cuz when [G]I get to where I'm [G]going, I'm gonna [D]buy me all new [G]clothes"[G]
The night's too [C]long; [C] it just drags [G]on and on[G]
And then there's never en[D]ough [D] that's when the sun starts c[G]oming up[G]
Don't let go of her [C]hand; [D] you just might be the [G]right [C]man
She [D]loves the [C]night; she [D]loves the [C]night
She [D]doesn't want the [C]night, don't want it to [G]end[C]
Don't want it to [G]end[C]
Well she works in an office now, and she guesses the pay's all right
She can buy a few new things to wear and still go out at night
And as soon as she gets home from work, she wants to be out with the crowd
Where she can dance and toss her head back and laugh out loud
Well, the music's playing faster and they just met
He presses up against her and his shirt's all soaked with sweat
And with her back against the bar she can listen to the band
And she's holding a Corona and it's cold against her hand
The night's too long
It just drags on and on
And then there's never enough
That's when the sun starts coming up
Don't let go of her hand
You just might be the right man
She loves the night
She loves the night
She doesn't want the night, don't want it to end
Don't want it to end
Don't want it to end
G C G C G C G C G C G C G C G C G .
(instrumental)
