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TCmhis town, she is a temptress a siren with gold eyes
CmShe'll cut you with her kindness, she will lead you with her lies.
CmShe's been called a glistening devil. She's good at keeping score
CmIf you make it she's your savior, if you don't she's a w***e.
CmThe roads to and from her heart are littered with grave souls.
CmThey gave all of their all and all they got in return is empty holes.
CmSure we've all heard about Shell, and Chris, Willy and Bobby Bares.
CmShe'd smiled on the Johnny's, the Merle's and the Music Row millionaires.
CmLike a beacon she goBbes seeking seed, her loins so fertile
GmTo a free maFmn she's a Gmprison, toCm a cagedBb onGme sFmhe'Gms a fire.
CmShe's the reason there's a "Sunday Morning Coming Down".
Cm"I Saw The Light", "A Boy Named Sue", "He Stopped Loving Her Today".
Cm"The Pill" and "16th Avenue".
CmThe Ryman, oh, she's a diamond in the crown of that wicked queen.
She was Roy ABbcuff's castle and Elvis Presley's broken dream
EbIt's not all bad iBbt's not all dark it's not all gloom and crass,
EbBut to find gold in Fthis silver mine it does take balls of brass.
For she's seeFn 'em come and seeCmn 'em go
CmAnd came herself a time or two.
No matter Cmhow satisfied her screams sound she always wants someone new
The Cmnext him or them or her or all with stamina to last the night,
To be a star in this ladCmy's town, you can screw or you can fight
BbYou see, itEb all comes down to money
BbNot romantic art of days gone past,
EbIf you forget that rFule, you can bet your backside she will bury it in your ass.
CmA tramp, a slut, a b***h, a mutt, a thousand pawn shop guitars.
CmA nasty little needle to a vein that feeds a singer's heart.
FmShe lurks in friendly shadows; but she's a junky with a limp
FmThe agents are her boGmokie and the labels are her pimp
I'llGm tell you a well-known secret of a tiny place known far and wide
FmThe devil walks among us folks and Nashville is his bride.
CmOf all the chaBbos he has caused, and done
His grFmeatest trick is to every guitar-totin' dreamer
FmTheGm deAbvil donE't Aexist... butG me, I shook his hand
AndA I know that he is real
So Gdevil, you canD go screw yourself, and then go straight to hell.
DmDevil, devil, I feel you preying on my mind
DmI got nine things goingA wrong right now and her leaving makes a dime
I'm mDmad as hell, and drunk, and well tonight, I Gguess we'll see
DmIf devil, deviAl, you're Dmbad enough to lock horns with me
DmLevel, level, in search of solid ground
DmThis swinging, swayAing, side to side, is tossing me around
DmI got a hanker for an Ganchor to steady up my bow
DmLevel, level, tie this rebel down
GCrazy, crazy, calling out my name
I got onDme foot on the platAform and the other's on a train
GSave me, save me, CI know what's in store
DmCrazy, crazy, Chell, IA've Dmbeen there before
DmDanger, danger, the way you're looking there at me
Be caDmreful what you wish Afor, you might get what you don't need
DmI'm a brush fire on a drouGght land, and you're a Santa Ana breeze
DmDanger, danAger, doDmn't you play around with me
GCrazy, crazy, calling out my name
I got onDme foot on the platAform and the other's on a train
GSave me, save me, CI know what's in store
DmCrazy, crazy, Chell, IA've Dmbeen there before
DmAngel, angel, heavenly body in holy jeans
DmOn second thought, gAet over here and wrap me in your wings
DmThrow caution to the winGd and honey, give me what I need
DmAngel, angeCl, lGove thiBbs deviDml, devil... out of me
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