Bridge City Rose by Kyle Craft Guitar Chords

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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You didn’t know, you couldn’t stand to watch it all slip through your hands
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The wayward angel, your promised land, they’ve burnt to the ground
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Stone-drunk on halloween, the shift is like some trick to me
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When a call comes from your balcony but no one’s around
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So pick your fight, break down the door, endless nights waging war against yourself
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on the bathroom floor, spilling it out.

[Interlude]
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[Verse 2]
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Now I’m on the bed, her hair’s undone, my face is wet,
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Her face is worn from empty years and bitter scorn and a Victorian love.
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I don’t wanna cause you grief and I don’t wanna take the lead.
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Hey little girl, all I wanna see is you getting off.
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Clenching thirst and heavy breath, naked as the night we met,
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You left it up to me I guess but I’m slow on the draw.

[Chorus]
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So while the poor boys sit lonesome at the last call
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and the shy ones stare down at their toes,
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I’ll make way for that woman and the mean kingdom coming,
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I get tired walking these streets alone.
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And I call her my Bridge City Rose, yeah, I’ll call her my Bridge City Rose.

[Interlude]
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[Verse 3]
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The garden on her windowsill, her crystal moons and family stills,
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Jawbone treasures, beatnik thrills and blood-red mulled wine.
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The sweetgum hanging overhead, with books I bought but never read.
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Can I lay low here, can I stop instead and stay for a while?
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‘Cause I cant remember the last time I wasn’t drawn in neon lights.
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Say come drink up the water’s fine and the whiskey’s half off.

[Chorus]
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But before you find yourself torn between lovers
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or you’re stuck wearing yesterday’s clothes.
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Best make way for that lady and her sweet spirit breaking
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Fine glass against any old stone.
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Yeah I called her my Bridge City Rose, yeah, I called her my Bridge City Rose.

[Outro]
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