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Little Less Bitter

Chris Ross
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
e-------------------------1--
B----1-1p0-------3--------1--
G-------------0-----------2-- x2
D--------------------0----3--
 A--0~------------0h2------3--
E-----------3----------1--1--
I  lit another on the on-ramp
Put  on Darkness  on the Edge of Town
Ain't  it funny how a sad  song
 Can make the road  long
 Cause  a man to cover ground
With  every smile in the rearview
Right  next to all them things that I shoulda  done
 I never did, Not a single  one
Her  eyes were the first  prize
In  a lonesome game I shoulda never  won
 Well this
Place  I'm headin' just don't
Seem  much better I guess it
Just  hasn't set and I should
Start  forgettin' well this
Sure  ain't Jersey
But  I'm racin' down these streets again
Headin'  for the shore
With  a little luck
 A little less bitter and
 (Riff)
 A little less bitter and
 (Riff)
 I said goodbye to a closed eye
 Just beggin' for it's ocean blue
 Cause after all it's a long ride
 From Badlands to Fairview
 Ain't it funny how one little girl
 Could take a place like this whole wide world
 Crush it down make it seem so goddamn...Small
 Ain't it somethin' how a man with nothin' can
 Always find a lower place to fall
 Well this
 Place I'm headin' just don't
 Seem much better I guess it
 Just hasn't set and
 I should start forgettin' well this
 Sure ain't Jersey
 But I'm racin' down these streets again
 Headin' for the shore
 And with a little luck
 A little less bitter and
 (Riff)
 A little less bitter and
 (Riff)
 A little less bitter and
 (Riff x2)
 They're still  racing down  at the Trestles
 But that blood  it never burned  in her veins
 Now I hear  she's got a house  up in Fairview
 And a style  she's trying  to maintain
 Well if  she wants  to see  me
 You can tell  her that I'm easily  found
 Tell  her there's a spot  out 'neath Abram's  Bridge
 And tell her there's  a darkness  on the edge  of town
There's  a darkness  on the edge  of town
I'm  that darkness  on the edge...
 Of town...

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Readable chord sheet for Little Less Bitter by Chris Ross

e-------------------------1--
B----1-1p0-------3--------1--
G-------------0-----------2--   x2
D--------------------0----3--
A--0~------------0h2------3--
E-----------3----------1--1--

[Am]I lit another on the o[C]n-ramp
[G]Put on D[F]arkness on the Edge of Town
[Am]Ain't it funny how a s[C]ad song
Can make the r[G]oad long
C[F]ause a man to cover ground

[Am]With every smile in the re[C]arview
[G]Right next to all them things that I sh[F]oulda done
I never did, Not a si[C]ngle one
[Am]Her eyes were the f[C]irst prize
[G]In a lonesome game I shoulda n[F]ever won

Well this
[C]Place I'm headin' just don't
[Am]Seem much better I guess it
[G]Just hasn't set and I should
[F]Start forgettin' well this
[C]Sure ain't Jersey
[Am]But I'm racin' down these streets again
[G]Headin' for the shore
[F]With a little luck
A little less bitter and
(Riff)
A little less bitter and

(Riff)

I said goodbye to a closed eye
Just beggin' for it's ocean blue
Cause after all it's a long ride
From Badlands to Fairview

Ain't it funny how one little girl
Could take a place like this whole wide world
Crush it down make it seem so goddamn...Small
Ain't it somethin' how a man with nothin' can
Always find a lower place to fall

Well this
Place I'm headin' just don't
Seem much better I guess it
Just hasn't set and
I should start forgettin' well this
Sure ain't Jersey
But I'm racin' down these streets again
Headin' for the shore
And with a little luck
A little less bitter and
(Riff)
A little less bitter and
(Riff)
A little less bitter and
(Riff  x2)

They're s[Am]till racing do[C]wn at the Tr[G]estles        [F]
But that bl[Am]ood it never b[C]urned in her ve[G]ins   [F]
Now I h[Am]ear she's got a h[C]ouse up in F[G]airview   [F]
And a st[Am]yle she's try[C]ing to main[G]tain      [F]
Well [Am]if she wa[C]nts to s[G]ee me     [F]
You can t[Am]ell her that I'm ea[C]sily fo[G]und    [F]
Te[Am]ll her there's a s[C]pot out 'neath A[G]bram's B[F]ridge
And tell her t[Am]here's a da[C]rkness on the e[G]dge of to[F]wn
[Am]There's a da[C]rkness on the ed[G]ge of t[F]own
[Am]I'm that d[C]arkness on the e[G]dge...
Of to[F]wn...

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