Biografia:
Caleb Caudle is an American singer-songwriter from Winston-Salem, North Carolina.
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Capo 4
Em C G D
Tonight I am lonesome for you
Em C G D
It hurts even worse to know you feel the same way too
Em C G D
Out there all along, in a place where I belong
Em C G D
Oh, tonight I am lonesome for you
It hurts to know you are so far away
The nights are getting longer and they’re swallowing up the days
The highways in between - hum to the sound of your heartbeat
Oh, It hurts to know you are so far away
Am G C D
& I would trade every last light in New York City
Am G C D
To be there tonight with you in New Orleans
Am G C D
Floating like ghosts through the town, Spanish moss tumblin’ round
Am G C D
Oh I’d trade all the light, trade all the lights, trade all the lights~ ~ - for you
I wish it wasn’t all just in my mind
We’d take a train to the quarter and we’d paint it red, do it all on my dime
The moon makes the darkness wait, a crescent kiss in the creole state
& I would trade every last light in New York City
To be there tonight with you in New Orleans
Floating like ghosts through the town, Spanish moss tumblin’ round
Oh I’d trade all the light, trade all the lights, trade all the lights~ ~ - for you
Em C G D
Tonight I am lonesome for you
Em C G D
It hurts even worse to know you feel the same way too
Em C G D
Out there all along, in a place where I belong
Em C G D
Oh, tonight I am lonesome for you
It hurts to know you are so far away
The nights are getting longer and they’re swallowing up the days
The highways in between - hum to the sound of your heartbeat
Oh, It hurts to know you are so far away
Am G C D
& I would trade every last light in New York City
Am G C D
To be there tonight with you in New Orleans
Am G C D
Floating like ghosts through the town, Spanish moss tumblin’ round
Am G C D
Oh I’d trade all the light, trade all the lights, trade all the lights~ ~ - for you
I wish it wasn’t all just in my mind
We’d take a train to the quarter and we’d paint it red, do it all on my dime
The moon makes the darkness wait, a crescent kiss in the creole state
& I would trade every last light in New York City
To be there tonight with you in New Orleans
Floating like ghosts through the town, Spanish moss tumblin’ round
Oh I’d trade all the light, trade all the lights, trade all the lights~ ~ - for you
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