Heart Of The World
Lady AntebellumVersion1
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Tin cans rattling the pavement
confetti scattered everywhere
she falls asleep in the seat beside me
rice caught up in her hair
I don't mind it, I keep driving
flying on these wheels of steel
a bit anxious, a bit nervous
the moment's all we can feel
If oil is the soul of the engine
and wine is the drink of the gods
forgiveness the road to redemption
faith can still beat the odds
we're meant to be
baby hold on to me
you'll never not be my girl
cause love is the heart of the world
I leave him sleeping as I rise early
always up before the dawn
the house is dark but I see clearly
the kettle sings a morning song
the bacon's frying, baby's crying
I soak up the sights and sounds
minutes turn to days and I
wish that I could slow 'em down
If grease is the soul of the kitchen
and coffee the drink of the gods
routine too perfect to mention
time is a thief I would rob
we're meant to be
baby hold on to me
Ill never not be your girl
cause love is the heart of the world
If hope is the soul of the dreamer
then heaven is the home of my god
it only takes one true believer
to believe you can still beat the odds
we're meant to be
baby hold on to me
you'll never not be my girl
never not be your girl
cause love is the heart, love is the heart
love is the heart of the world
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Readable chord sheet for Heart Of The World by Lady Antebellum
T[C]in cans ratt[G]ling the pavement co[Am]nfetti scattered [F]everywhere sh[C]e falls asleep in the[G] seat beside me ric[Am]e caught up in her[F] hair I [C]don't mind it, I[G] keep driving fly[Am]ing on these wheel[F]s of steel a [C]bit anxious, a[G] bit nervous th[Am]e moment's all we can[F] feel If [C]oil is the soul of the engine an[Am]d wine is the drink of the gods fo[C]rgiveness the road to redemption fa[Am]ith can still beat the[G] odds we[F]'re meant to be baby ho[G]ld on to me yo[C]u'll never not be my[F] girl c[Am]ause love is the h[G]eart of the wo[C]rld I l[C]eave him sleeping as I[G] rise early alw[Am]ays up before[F] the dawn the[C] house is dark but[G] I see clearly the[Am] kettle sings a morn[F]ing song th[C]e bacon's frying, [G]baby's crying I [Am]soak up the sights a[F]nd sounds min[C]utes turn to d[G]ays and I wi[Am]sh that I could slo[F]w 'em down If[C] grease is the soul of the kitchen an[Am]d coffee the drink of the gods ro[C]utine too perfect to mention ti[Am]me is a thief I w[G]ould rob w[F]e're meant to be baby h[G]old on to me I[C]ll never not be you[F]r girl ca[Am]use love is the [G]heart of the wo[C]rld If[C] hope is the soul of the dreamer th[Am]en heaven is the home of my god it[C] only takes one true believer to[Am] believe you can stil[G]l beat the odds w[F]e're meant to be baby ho[G]ld on to me yo[C]u'll never not be my[F] girl never not be your girl ca[Am]use love is the [G]heart, l[C]ove is the he[F]art lo[Am]ve is the he[G]art of the wo[C]rld