Song: 	 Too Tennessee
Artist: 	 Chris Lane Band
Album: 	 Chris Lane Band - EP

CAPO 1


 	 G 	  	  	  	 C
Well shes city nights and broadway marquee signs
 	 G 	  	  	  	 C 	 
and im just one red light down past an old cafe
 	 G 	  	  	  	 C
and her world spins fast concrete, steel and glass
 	 G 	  	  	  	 C
and mine moves more like molasses on a wednesday
 	 Am 	  	  	  	 D
so how can we love so good and live so differently



 	 G 	  	  	  	 C 	  	  	  	  	 
she likes the view from the penthouse suite
 	  	  	  	  	 G
she likes the sound of those city streets
 	  	 D 	  	  	  	 C
at 2am when i got satin pillows pulled over my head
 	 G 	  	  	 C
and i like taking the long way home
 	  	  	  	  	 Em 	 
and getting lost down dusty backwood roads
 	  	  	  	 Am
well i cant blame her for not caring where they might lead
 	  	 C 	  	 D
well maybe shes too new york, or maybe im too tennessee



 	 G 	  	  	 C
she makes me laugh martini in her hand
 	 G 	  	  	 C
as shes trying to imitate my southern draw
 	 G 	  	  	 C
looking too cute in my old straw hat
 	 G 	  	  	 C
but that womans no cowgirl at all
 	 Am 	  	  	  	 D
sometimes it makes me wonder what she sees in me



 	 G 	  	  	  	 C 	  	  	  	  	 
she likes the view from the penthouse suite
 	  	  	  	  	 G
she likes the sound of those city streets
 	  	 D 	  	  	  	 C
at 2am when i got satin pillows pulled over my head
 	 G 	  	  	 C
and i like taking the long way home
 	  	  	  	  	 Em 	  	  	 
and getting lost down dusty backwood roads
 	  	  	  	 Am
well i cant blame her for not caring where they might lead
 	  	 C 	  	 D
well maybe shes too new york, or maybe im too tennessee




   C 	  	  	 G
maybe i shold question why
   C 	  	  	 D
and just catch a red eye flight



 	 G 	  	  	  	 C 	  	  	  	  	 
she likes the view from the penthouse suite
 	  	  	  	  	 G
she likes the sound of those city streets
 	  	 D 	  	  	  	 C
at 2am when i got satin pillows pulled over my head
 	 G 	  	  	 C
and i like taking the long way home
 	  	  	  	  	 Em
and getting lost down dusty backwood roads
 	  	  	  	 Am
well i cant blame her for not caring where they might lead
 	  	 C 	  	 D
well maybe shes too new york, or maybe im too tennessee