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Intro: C/G Dm G F C
C/G Dm
Now, darling, I know we've had our problems lately
G
And you've left me after all these years
C
And I know I probably could've treated you better along the line
C B/C Am
I've seen my mistakes, like that time that I took you to Waffle House
Dm
And you made me mad and I made you walk home in the rain
G
But you never got my sense of humor anyways
F C/G
No, you never laughed at my jokes
Bb F C
And I never meant to hurt you
Bb F G
I never understood the hillbilly things I do
C/G Dm
If our love don't work now, darling, maybe later
G F C G
But you can't see the tears behind my Aviators
And I know I should've probably come home more often
On those long and lonely winter nights
But you know out of all those women
I was always your number one
And I'm sorry about that time I got drunk and hit on your mom
And slashed you're daddy's tires
But I figured they had it coming
And I'm sorry about that time that I accidentally shot your dog
While I was hunting and I told you he ran away
Oh, wait a minute, I told you that didn't I
Oh, darling, and I could never share the secrets of my heart
I feel so much closer to you now that we're apart
If our love don't work now, darling, maybe later
But you can't see the tears behind my Aviators
D Em
If our love don't work now, darling, maybe later
A G D
But you can't see the tears behind my Aviators
E F#m
If our love don't work now, darling, maybe later
B A E
But you can't see the tears behind my Aviators
Written by Shooter Jennings/Leroy Powell