John Moreland

Your Spell

John Moreland


Tom: C

          C                            F                   C
Well you know I used to love you, but now I don’t think I can 
     C                  F                                    G
And it ain’t you, it’s just that feeling’s more than I can stand 
        F                  G          C            F 
I guess 9 or 10 years of failure will do that to a man 
              G
I hope you understand 

        C                    F            C
We were 18 years of anger, bitter as the cold 
     C               F                         G
And baby, we knew emptiness like a panhandle road 
       F                    G    C            F
We’d pretend that we were dying, trying to survive 
                            G                  C
And make it through those high school nights alive
 

[pre chorus]
              Dm                                  G
Remember the prom kings and queens, praised from afar 
              F                                                       G
And how the lights inside the high school made them look like movie stars 


[chorus]
                    C
Well you were the queen of my condition 
           F             C
I was the king of the ignored 
      C                    F
You talked just like East Texas 
                F               G
Looked like an angel from the lord 
                F                G
I thought we’d bust out of Broken Arrow 
         C                   F
Holding hands on our way to hell 
                     G               C
You always did have me under your spell 


[pre chorus]
                Dm                                 G
And all those pretty girls who looked like movie stars 
            F
They look pretty ordinary, 28 years old 
                                              G
Checking out at Walmart with babies in their arms


[chorus]
                   C
and you were the queen of my condition 
           F             C
I was the king of the ignored 
      C                    F
You talked just like East Texas 
                F               G
Looked like an angel from the lord 
                F               G
I thought we’d bust out of Broken Arrow 
         C                   F
Holding hands on our way to hell 
                     G               C
You always did have me under your spell 

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