This Town Is Killing Me

Matt Beckler

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G Em In the waning days of autumn when the light starts growing so thin
D C G You can hear the winter calling, but by god, don't let it in
G C G C In a bouquet of leaves I'll hang on to these days as long as I can
D C G And I'll better do to the folks I once knew cause I may never see them again [Chorus]
C G D G And it's so long, I wish you the best dear
C G D Em This town is killing me and I need some mountain air
C G D G Long gone to the wilds of the west dear
C G D G I've come from back home but I'm bound for better days [Interlude]
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C G D [Verse 2]
G C G C Well I wanna die a good man so I can't die tonight
D C G Wake me in the morning and bathe me in the light
G C G C You can burn my old clothes, my fiddle and bow, I won't need them where I'm going
D C G I will live and die beneath the cold open sky and never look back there again [Bridge]
C G Cause I dream in waltzes, I waltz through the pines
D G Where the valleys cut through in my mind
C G So I'll take my leave with no goodbyes
D G But I'll write to you, my love, in due time [Chorus]
C G D G And I will say so long, I wish you the best dear
C G D Em This town is killing me and I need some mountain air
C G D G Long gone to the wilds of the west dear
C G D G I've come from back home but I'm bound for better days [Interlude]
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