Standard (EADGBE)
Verse
I was the bullet and you were the gun
Standing on main street with a showdown bout to come
Streets were deserted everybody already left town
Too late I realized I was the fool who stuck around
Chorus
Good night my own true love
Send out your sweat prayers above
Verse
I was the one and we were the two
I was completely worn out but still we werent through
The ghost of the good times She kept hanging around
And dont you look so good in your torn wedding gown
Chorus
Good night my own true love
Send out your sweat prayers above
Verse
I was the wounded and you were the nurse
I lay down on your couch man that was a first
I forgot nearly everything except how to tell you time
And dont you look so good when Im coming up from behind
Chorus
Good night my own true love
Send out your sweat prayers above
Verse
If I pick up my guitar, you are the pick
When I finish my ice cream bar youre the little wooden stick
If I was fire Id be cold without the touch of your match
If I was the number twenty-two well then youd be the catch
No need to look outta my window cause youre always the view
I can buy a bottle of oxygen but I cant get a deep breath of you
When Im lost in my memory
you turn up in my dreams
I was alone in the ocean when you float by on a warm gulf stream
Now if I was the sky youd be the blue
Or the green of the billiard table but Im definitely still the cue
When I watch my TV youre the only thing thats ever on
Go for a ride on my yellow tractor and youre the one crop growing on my farm
When I screw in a light bulb, you are the lamp
And when I zip up my sleeping bag youre those scary noises outside my camp
If I was the mistery youd be the clue
If I was size 10D, youd be the shoe