That Diamond Ring

A

           D
Well I was younger
          A
And I was dumber
             E
And a bag of summers
                   A
Where I learned to sing
         D
And I am sorry
                 A
Bout the way it ended
                E
Lord I know you needed
             A
That diamond ring
                     D
Well you say I'm the devil
             A
You might be right
               E                   A
Between me and Loretta on a Friday night
                 D
But you can stop yelling
                   A
At me in the back? bar
             E
Where all my friends are
               A
Just trying to drink
             D
'Cause I was younger
               A
Lord and I was stupid
          E
But I had fun
                 A
And I learned to drink
        D
And I'm ashamed of
              A
All the way I used you
                E                   A
Lord I know you needed that diamond ring, go on now

D A E A D A E A

                     D
Yeah your temper's a risin
                        A
And your eyes have been cryin
                      E
Hell even when you're tryin
                   A
You never get your way
              D
But I already told you dear
              A
I ain't going back there
                     E
So you can take your cold stare
                A
And just put it away
            D
Cause I was younger
             A
Oh and I was dumber
               E
Yeah but I had fun
                 A
And I learned to sing
         D                     A
And I am sorry bout the way it ended
                E                   A
Lord I know you needed that diamond ring
           E                   A
I know you needed that diamond ring, one more time

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