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Love Like This Chords

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LOVE LIKE THIS 
by: Drive-By Truckers

Capo 2

Intro:      
(C G C)

C (Hammer-ons w/ middle finger)
G (Hammer-ons w/ pointer finger & walk up) 
C (Walk down to verse G)

Verse:
G                                        F         G         
Coming home with a bottle, trying not to break the seal.
G                                                     F           C
This Friday evening traffic's about enough to break a man's will.
F                                            C        Am
And I can't wait to see you and see how your week has gone,
              D                           G
and tear into Old No.7 and make love till dawn.

Verse:
G                                             F               G 
But your Mama she'll be calling, if she ain't knocking on the door.
G                                            F            C
And it won't take me long to remember what I brought that bottle home for.
F                                   C              Am
And we'll all get to fighting, just like we always do. 
                D                              G
And by Saturday morning, I'll be singing these blues.

Chorus:
     F                               G
Last night I slept with my boots on again,
  C                        Am
one cut on my forehead and one my chin,
         F                 G                  C
on the hard old floor with nothin to cover up with.
      F                        G
You got me real good, girl, and I must admit,
         C                           Am
you pack purty mean punch for such a pretty little dish.
          F                             G                       C        
And it's a shame to know most folks don't ever know love like this.

Verse:
G                                      F         G     
Come Monday morning, I'll be sore to a fare-thee-well.
G                                                  F              C
Cussin' God and America, wishing them both just to send me off to hell.
F                                              C                        Am
But the boss man don't want no excuses when it comes time to get on the clock.
                 D                                         G
And without that paycheck, I'd lose the rest of what sweet love I got.

Chorus:
     F                               G
Last night I slept with my boots on again,
  C                        Am
one cut on my forehead and one my chin,
         F                 G                  C
on the hard old floor with nothin to cover up with.
      F                        G
You got me real good, girl, and I must admit,
         C                           Am
you pack purty mean punch for such a pretty little dish.
          F                             G                       C
And it's a shame to know most folks don't ever know love like this.
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keef1979 10 Sep 18, 2013 05:41 PM

I haven't really tabbed this song or anything, but I like to walk down through a Cmaj9 between the C and Am.

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