Nothing Short Of Dying keyboard

Nothing Short Of Dying

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                Tempo 120 
                Chord 2 
 
Nothing Short Of Dying 
     Travis Tritt 
 
C - D - G -G/C - G 
Verse 1: 
G                             C 
I should have told her more I love her 
                                  G 
I should've spent more time at home 
                                 C 
But should haves really aren't important 
                                 D 
Since the fact is , now she's gone 
                          C 
I wish I'd listened to my conscience 
                             G 
when it said," don't let her go 
                               C 
And if she's wonderin' how I'm doing 
D                              G 
Well, I think she ought to know 
            Am Bm  C 
That I find myself praying 
                               G  G/C  G 
More than I've ever did before 
                           A 
And now I find my heart is breaking 
                                  D Dsus D 
Each time her memory slams the door 
                  C 
And I find myself crying 
                   G 
And trying to hold on 
                                   C 
Cause there ain't nothing short of dying 
D                              G     D  C/D  G 
That's worse than being left alone 
 
Verse 2: 
G                              C 
I thought I'd be just fine without her 
                        G 
I'd be happy, a free man 
                        C 
But the hurting side of lonesome 
                        D 
Is what I didn't understand 
                         C 
And the lessons that I'm learning 
                         G 
Lord, I'm learning awful well 
                                C 
Cause nights I used to spend in heaven 
D                                  G 
Have been replaced by nights of hell 
           Am Bm  C 
And I find myself praying 
                          G    C/G  G 
More than I've ever did before 
G                          A 
And now I find my heart is breaking 
                                    D Dsus D 
Each time her memory slams the door 
                  C 
And I find myself crying 
                       G 
Oh, And trying to hold on 
                                   C 
Cause there ain't nothing short of dying 
D                             C      Eb   G  C/D  G 
That's worse than being left alone  

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