C [Verse]F C Dreaming up this golden grainG I'm falling from this shackF C talking sweet to the queenG wishing I was riding with the jacksF Am walking proud and lonesome nowC F oh I'm yearning for the packAm F but I'd never say "I love you," dearG C just to hear you say it back [Interlude]F Am G CF Am G [Verse 2]F C I've heard the road to every truthG it's just a cul-de-sacF C there's ladies and the lions thereG which I know its just an actAm Em you search the world for the milk of the pearlC F she'll always takes it blackAm F but you'll love her till it all goes darkG C you'll love her even after that . . .
She Always Takes It Black
Gregory Alan Isakov
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