The Weary Kind - Ryan Bingham | Guitar Chords

[Intro]
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D | A | Bm | G 
D | A | D  | G 
D

[Verse 1]
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D                    A
 Your heart's on the loose
Bm                          G
You rolled them sevens with nothing to lose
D              A                   D
 This ain't no place for the weary kind
G D D                    A
     You called all your shots
Bm                     G               D
Shooting eight ball at the corner truck stop
                   A                 D   G D
Somehow this don't feel like home anymore

[Chorus (1)]
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Bm                  A                   D
  And this ain't no place for the weary kind
G                  Bm                 A
 And this ain't no place to lose your mind
G              Bm              A
 This ain't no place to fall behind
G                   Bm                         A
 Pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try

[Interlude (1)]
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D | A | Bm | G 
D | A | D  | G 
D

[Verse 2]
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D          A
 Your body aches
Bm                   G
Playing your guitar, sweating out the hate
D                 A                   D
 The days and the nights all feel the same
            A      Bm
Whiskey has been a thorn in your side
   G
It doesn't forget
D                 A                      D   G D
 The highway that calls for your heart inside

[Chorus (2)]
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Bm                  A                   D
  And this ain't no place for the weary kind
G              Bm                 A
 This ain't no place to lose your mind
G              Bm              A
 This ain't no place to fall behind
G                   Bm                         A
 Pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try

[Interlude (2)]
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D | G  | Bm | A 
G | Bm | A  

[Verse 3]
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D                  A
 Your lover's warm kiss
Bm                       G
Is too damn far from your fingertips
D            A                   D
 You are the man that ruined her world
                    A
Your heart's on the loose
Bm                           G
You rolled them se vens with no thing to lose
D                  A                   D   G D
 And this ain't no place for the weary kind