Hell Of A Fight

Tom:
C#7 - (2x)
A
Well, it’s sure been a cold cold winter, going home is one hell of a drive
         D                                          A
But I’ve run through my money in Nashville and it’s time to get on with my life
         A
Oh, and I got a head full of questions and I haven’t given up on my dreams
       D                                A
I just can’t get out of a hurry and I’m falling apart at the seams
C#7           F#m
And I hope my heart
C#7         D
Don’t fall apart on me now
I can’t remember the last time that I fell asleep on my own
Or the last time I didn’t have to call someone to tell him that I’m coming home
Oh, and I know I’ve had one too many, when I just can’t get enough
It took three days in a lonely place but at least the pain it woke me up
And I hope my heart
Don’t fall apart on me now
Chorus:

[Refrão]
A                      A7
Yeah, it scares me but I don’t mind
D
I keep on driving across that line
A                       A7
Maybe if I just hold on tight
D
Wherever I land I’m able to stand
    Dm
And say that it’s been worth the fight

[Próxima Parte]
          Dm
Yeah, and it’s been one hell of a fight
I’m still running from something and I had to leave some things behind
I outgrew somebody that needed somebody that never ever changed their mind
And I hope my heart
Don’t fall apart on me now
Chorus 2:

[Refrão] (repetir)
God, it’s been one hell of a fight