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Best Of Me

Brantley Gilbert
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D-DU-UDU
 I found a box  of memories,
 Read a letter,
 Dropped a tear  where you signed your name,
 And turning the page,
 Smearing the ink  into "Love Always."
 Girl, I always  start this way a
 End then I end up in a bottle  screaming out your name,
 Punching the walls,  carrying on  like I've gone insane,
And  in the mirror,
 I can see the man who just shook his head  with no remorse,
Watching  an angel cry her tears,
 Stepping over my beers  as you walked out the door.
 And there ain't nothing  like a memory,
 When it's coming on strong  like a hurricane.
 How can love  like that just up and walk away?
 Killing me baby.
 It's got me pouring  up another drink,
 Bourbon's hitting me hard  like a freight train,
 With my back  against the wall or on my knees,
 When the worst of your memory  gets the best of me.
Well,  I remember it all too well, riding 441  down to Milledgeville,
 Crossing the bridge  as the sun set on Lake Sinclair.
 I couldn't wait  to see you smile,
 But all I saw were tears  in your pretty eyes and that said it all,
 It was all downhill from there.
And  I remember you saying, "Baby, please don't  give up on me."
Oh  my baby, this stubborn man is gonna lie  in the bed he made.
 'Cause there ain't  nothing like a memory,
 When it's coming on strong  like a hurricane.
 How can love  like that just up and walk away?
 Killing me baby.
 It's got me pouring  up another drink,
 Bourbon's hitting me hard  like a freight train,
 With my back  against the wall or on my knees,
 When the worst of your memory  gets the best,  the best  of me.
 Baby, there ain't nothing  like a memory,
 When it's coming on strong  like a hurricane.
 How can love  like that just up and walk away?
 Your killing me baby.
 Got me pouring  up another drink,
 Bourbon's hitting me hard  like a freight train,
 With my back  against the wall or on my knees,
 When the words to your memory  gets the best, the best of me.

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Readable chord sheet for Best Of Me by Brantley Gilbert

[G]  [D/F]  [Em]  [D]  [Cadd9]

I found a b[G]ox of memories,

Read a letter,
Dropped a t[D/F]ear where you signed your name,
And turning the p[Em]age,
Smearing the i[D]nk into "Love Alwa[Cadd9]ys."

Girl, I al[G]ways start this way a
End then I end up in a bot[D/F]tle screaming out your name,
Punching the wa[Em]lls, carrying [D]on like I've gone insan[Cadd9]e,

[Bm]And in the mirror,
I can see the man who just shook his h[Em]ead with no remorse,
[Bm]Watching an angel cry her tears,
Stepping over my be[Em]ers as you walked out the do[D]or.

And there ain't [G]nothing like a memory,
When it's coming on s[Em]trong like a hurricane.
How can [Cadd9]love like that just up and walk aw[D/F]ay?

Killing me baby.
It's got me p[G]ouring up another drink,
Bourbon's hitting me h[Em]ard like a freight train,
With my [Cadd9]back against the wall or on my k[D/F]nees,
When the worst of your m[D]emory gets the best of m[G]e.   [D]        [Cadd9]

[G]Well, I remember it all too well, riding [E]44[F]1 down to Milledgeville,
Crossing the b[Em]ridge as the sun set on Lake Sin[Cadd9]clair.

I couldn't w[G]ait to see you smile,
But all I saw were te[E]ar[F]s in your pretty eyes and that said it a[Em]ll,
It was all downhill from t[Cadd9]here.
[Bm]And I remember you saying, "Baby, please [Em]don't give up on me."
[Bm]Oh my baby, this stubborn man is gonna [Em]lie in the bed he ma[D]de.

'Cause there ain[G]'t nothing like a memory,
When it's coming on [Em]strong like a hurricane.
How can [Cadd9]love like that just up and walk aw[D/F]ay?

Killing me baby.
It's got me p[G]ouring up another drink,
Bourbon's hitting me h[Em]ard like a freight train,
With my [Cadd9]back against the wall or on my kn[Em]ees,
When the worst of your me[D]mory gets the be[G]st, [Em]    the best[Cadd9] of me.  [D]

Baby, there ain't not[G]hing like a memory,
When it's coming on st[Em]rong like a hurricane.
How can [Cadd9]love like that just up and walk a[D/F]way?

Your killing me baby.
Got me pou[G]ring up another drink,
Bourbon's hitting me h[Em]ard like a freight train,
With my [Cadd9]back against the wall or on my kn[D/F]ees,
When the words to your mem[D]ory gets the best, the best of me.

[G]  [Cadd9]  [G]  [D/F]  [Cadd9]

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