The Weary Kind (Crazy Heart)

 95. The Weary Kind (Crazy Heart) 

D (I) Your heart's on the A7 (V7) loose b (vi) you rolled them sevens 

with G (IV) nothing to lose and D (I) this ain't no A7 (V7) place for the weary D (I) kind 

G (IV) D (I) You called all your A7 (V7) shots b (vi) shooting 8 ball 

at the G (IV) corner truck stop D (I) somehow this don't A7 (V7) feel 

like home any- D (I) more G (IV) D (I) 

Chorus: b (vi) And this ain't no A7 (V7) place 

for the weary D (I) kind G (IV) and this ain't no b (vi) place to lose your A7 (V7) mind G (IV) And this ain't no b (vi) place to fall be- A7 (V7) hind

G (IV) Pick up your crazy b (vi) heart and give it one more A7 (V7) try 

D (I) Your body A7 (V7) aches b (vi) playing your guitar and G (IV) sweating 

out the hate D (I) the days and the A7 (V7) nights all feel the D (I) same

D (I) Whiskey has A7 (V7) been a b (vi) thorn in your side 

and it G (IV) doesn't forget D (I) the highway that A7 (V7) calls 

for your heart in- D (I) side G (IV) D (I)  Chorus 

D (I) Your lovers won't A7 (V7) kiss it's b (vi) too damn far from your G (IV) fingertips 

D (I) You are the A7 (V7) man that ruined her D (I) world

D (I) Your heart's on the A7 (V7) loose b (vi) you rolled them sevens 

with G (IV) nothing to lose D (I) and this ain't no A7 (V7) place 

for the weary D (I) kind G (IV) D (I)