Seven Year Ache
Rosanne CashVersion1
90
Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
You act like you were just born tonight
Face down in a memory but feeling all right
So who does your past belong to today?
Baby, you don't say nothing when you're feeling this way
The girls in the bars thinking, "who is this guy?"
But they don't think nothing when they're telling you lies
You look so careless when they're shooting that bull
Don't you know heartaches are heroes when their pockets are full
Tell me you're trying to cure a seven-year ache
See what else your old heart can take
The boys say, "when is he gonna give us some room"
The girls say, "god I hope he comes back soon"
Everybody's talking but you don't hear a thing
You're still uptown on your downhill swing
Boulevard's empty, why don't you come around?
Baby, what is so great about sleeping downtown?
Splitting your dice to be someone you're not
You say you're looking for something you might've forgot
Don't bother calling to say you're leaving alone
'Cause there's a fool on every corner when you're trying to get home
Just tell 'em you're trying to cure a seven-year ache
See what else your old heart can take
The boys say, "when is he gonna give us some room"
The girls say, "god I hope he comes back soon"
Tell me you're trying to cure a seven-year ache
See what else your old heart can take
The boys say, "when is he gonna give us some room"
The girls say, "god I hope he comes back soon"
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Readable chord sheet for Seven Year Ache by Rosanne Cash
[C] [G/B] [Am] [G/B] [C] [C] [G/B] [Am] [G] [B] [C] [G/B] [Am] [G] [F] [G] [Dm] [Em/D] [Dm7] [Dm7] [G] [G] [C]You act like you were [C]just born tonight Face d[Am]own in a memory but [Am]feeling all right So [G]who does your past bel[G]ong to today? Baby, [Am]you don't say nothing when you're [G]feeling this way The girls in the bars thinking, "who is this guy?" But they don't think nothing when they're telling you lies You look so careless when they're shooting that bull Don't you know heartaches are heroes when their pockets are full [F]Tell me you're trying to cure a [Em]seven-year ache [Am]See what else your old [F]heart can take The [F]boys say, "when is he gonna [Em]give us some room" The [Am]girls say, "god I hope he [G]comes back soon" [repeat intro] [instrumental, same chords as chorus] Everybody's talking but you don't hear a thing You're still uptown on your downhill swing Boulevard's empty, why don't you come around? Baby, what is so great about sleeping downtown? Splitting your dice to be someone you're not You say you're looking for something you might've forgot Don't bother calling to say you're leaving alone 'Cause there's a fool on every corner when you're trying to get home Just tell 'em you're trying to cure a seven-year ache See what else your old heart can take The boys say, "when is he gonna give us some room" The girls say, "god I hope he comes back soon" Tell me you're trying to cure a seven-year ache See what else your old heart can take The boys say, "when is he gonna give us some room" The girls say, "god I hope he comes back soon" [repeat intro till fade]