Capo 3
I can't be [Am]mad at the [G]wind just for [C]blowin' through
So I ain't [Am]mad at you for doin' [F]what you do
God [Am]knows I'm gonna [G]miss you Maybe [C]He's to blame
for giving [Am]me a taste And making [F]you this way
The way you [C]run You know you could have been a [F]highway
The way you flood my [C]mind Might as well be a [F]hard rain
The way you go to my [G]head You'd make a really good [Am]tequila
The way you're always [C]on You'd make a damn good neon [G]light
You would think you're a [F]drug As bad as I [Am]need you
The way you leave everything [Dm]blue
[F]Whoa, you would [G]make a beautiful [C]sky
I [Am]wish you[G] were a river I [C]could jump into
And let you [Am]carry me And float a[F]way with you
But I was [Am]just another [G]fool
Thinkin' [C]you would ever put your roots [Am]down [F]
The way you [C]run You know you could have been a [F]highway
The way you flood my [C]mind Might as well be a [F]hard rain
The way you go to my [G]head You'd make a really good [Am]tequila
The way you're always [C]on You'd make a damn good neon [G]light
You would think you're a [F]drug As bad as I [Am]need you
The way you leave everything [Dm]blue
[F]Whoa, you would [G]make a beautiful [C]sky