Flying Silver Eagle
Jamey JohnsonVersion1
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Standin' at that pawn shop counter, trying on the wedding rings
She said she needed silver, 'cause gold just turns her green
I counted out the twenties, and I laid the money down
And we went straight to the Davidson courthouse
After three long years together, she found a banker man
Said she was thinkin' about her future, and gave me back that silver band
I had it melted down, so I could wear it on a chain
Now it's a flyin' silver eagle that used to be a ring
I'd rather have this silver eagle than all that rich man's gold
It's my one reminder of a woman turnin' cold
Her love lies in his money, and mine's in a pair of wings
On a flyin' silver eagle that used to be a ring
I couldn't put the past behind me, so I put it in a song
That's how I tell the story, how that woman done me wrong
Now I tour across the country, ridin' high on the wings
Of a flyin' silver eagle that used to be a ring
I met a homeless man on Broadway, he was holdin' out his hand
He asked me for a dollar, said he was once a banker man
'Til that lady took his money, I said man I feel your pain
Ya might could use this silver eagle, you know it used to be a ring
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Readable chord sheet for Flying Silver Eagle by Jamey Johnson
[D] Standin' [D]at that [G]pawn shop [D]counter, trying [D]on the [A]wedding [D]rings She [D]said she [G]needed [D]silver, 'cause [D]gold just turns her [A7]green I [D]counted [G]out the [D]twenties, and I [D]laid the [D7]money [G]down And [G]we went straight to the [D]David[A7]son c[D]ourthouse After [D]three long [G]years to[D]gether, she [D]found a [A]bank[D]er man Said she was [D]thinkin' a[G]bout her [D]future, and gave me [D]back that silver [A7]band I [D]had it [G]melted [D]down, so I could [D]wear it [D7]on a c[G]hain Now it's a [G]flyin' silver [D]eagle that [A7]used to be a [D]ring I'd rather [G]have this silver eagle than [D]all that rich man's gold [Bm]It's my one [Em]reminder of a [G]woman turnin' [A7]cold Her [D]love lies [G]in his [D]money, and mine's [D]in a [D7]pair of [G]wings On a [G]flyin' silver e[D]agle that [A7]used to be a [D]ring I couldn't [D]put the [G]past b[D]ehind me, so I [D]put it [A]in a [D]song That's [D]how I [G]tell the [D]story, how that [D]woman done me [A7]wrong Now I [D]tour ac[G]ross the [D]country, ridin' [D]high [D7]on the [G]wings Of a [G]flyin' silver [D]eagle that [A7]used to be a [D]ring I met a [D]homeless [G]man on [D]Broadway, he was [D]holdin' [A]out his [D]hand He [D]asked me [G]for a [D]dollar, said he was [D]once a banker [A7]man 'Til that [D]lady [G]took his [D]money, I said [D]man I [D7]feel your [G]pain Ya might could [G]use this silver [D]eagle, you know it [A7]used to be a ring [D]