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The Beauty In Her Face chords

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Dm                  G
It was a dark dusty road in west Texas
        C                              Am                Dm
Where a young cowboy thumbed down a ride
                        G
Got in the truck with a suitcase and a fiddle
      C                          Am                F 
And a bag that he kept by his side.

                               G 
The farmer could see that this young man was broken
       C                             Am                F
By the thunder that peeled in his mind
                  G
So he offered his bottle of tequilla
          C                              Am                Dm
"Tune the radio and see what you can find”

                        G
By and by the young man grew a bit more social
   C                              Am                 Dm
Concealing the worries in his head
                                G
Said he didn't care for the mariachi on the radio
         C                                        Am                   F
Would he mind if he tuned to something else instead?

                                 G
The moon was blue, the night was black as a bible,
        C                        Am               F
And the radio glowed upon his face
                    G
He grew still as he fooled with the dial
       C                                Am                Dm
Tuning signals that came from outer space

                         G        
Adjusting the mirror the better to regard him
    C                                    Am                Dm
The farmer asked how far he planned to go.
                             G  
The cowboy asked if he would take him across the border
          C                         Am                 F
And after that he really didn't know

                            G
The farmer said “Eho, I can see that you are troubled
   C                                   Am               F
By things I don't think you can out run
                    G
But I will take you far across the border,
          C                                       Am                Dm
If you'll use my ears and tell me what you've done.”

                      G
They kept the silence for another mile, 
         C                                   Am                Dm
Then the cowboy flicked his cigarette outside.
                     G  
Then he took another pull from the bottle,
          C                                      Am                F
While the truth search for words on which to ride.

                               G
He said “I fell in love with a girl who played the fiddle
        C                               Am                 F
And the way she held the bow in her hand.
                 G   
But my heart was broken by a promise
        C                               Am                 Dm
She had given to a luckier man.

                         G
Before I could go I just knew I had to find her,
C                                       Am                 Dm
Take with me the memory of her face.
                            G
The night was starless as I stood before the lady
         C                                 Am                  F
Tuned in signals that came from outer space.

                             G
No one could find her on the day she was to marry
         C                                   Am                  F
And they left the church fearful of the cause.
                     G
The next day someone found a woman's body,
    C                                     Am                 Dm
But no one could be sure just who she was.

                   G
Sometimes when I'm dialing on the radio
  C                                  Am                 Dm
I think I hear a fiddle start to play.
                G     
But I can never tune in the signal,
      C                                  Am                F                         
And I never hear what she's trying to say.

                         G
Farmer said “Eho I don't think that you will find her,
         C                                     Am               F
And this journey will only lead you way to hell.
                     G
You must go back and stand upon the gallows
  C                                            Am               Dm
I reckon that's what the signals trying to tell.”

                            G
Police stopped them as they tried to cross at Roma,
       C                                       Am              Dm
And he nodded when they read him his rights.
                             G
And in the truck he left the suitcase and the fiddle
        C                        Am                    F
And the bag he'd kept by his side.

                            G
The farmer took the bag and looked there in side it,
        C                               Am                  F
And was struck by the beauty in her face.
                         G
In the dark with all the sorrow and the horror
        C                                 Am
And the signals that came from outer space
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