C/G F C/G GC/G F C/G GC/G F C/G GC/G F C/G G [Verse 1]F C/G G C/G F C/G G Well, Grace she is gone, she's a half-written poemF C/G G Am G C/G G She went out for cigarettes and never came homeF C/G G Am G C/G G And I swallowed the sun and screamed and wailedF C/G G C/G Straight down to the dirt so I could find her trailF Fm Spread out across the Great DivideC/G F C/G GC/G F C/G G [Verse 2]F C/G G Am G C/G G Well, I just came to talk, Saint ValentineF C/G G Am G C/G G I never pictured you living here with the rats and the vinesF C/G G Am G C/G G Ain't that my old heart hanging out on your linesF Fm You're all fucked up, Saint ValentineC/G F C/G GC/G F C/G GD7 G E Am GDsus2 [Verse 3]F C/G G Am G C/G G Now I circle the bars on the promenadeF C/G G Am G C/G G While the girls in the glass, they're just throwing me shadeF C/G G Am G C/G G And I'm saving my coins up for Jingling JaneF C/G G Am She's out plucking strings in the pouring pouringF C/G G C/G F C/G G She's out plucking strings in the pouring rainC/G F C/G GF Fm Am E F C/G F E [Verse 4]F C/G G Am G C/G G See I'm all crooked feet, Saint ValentineF C/G G Am G C/G G I've circled this map till it caught on fireF C/G G Am G C/G G Now Grace she's left you just skin and boneF C/G G Am Well, you hang up your hat, but you can't call it homeF C/G G Am You've tried and you've tried, but you can't call it homeF Fm C/G F C/G G You're the loneliest one, Saint ValentineF Fm C/G F C/G G You're the loneliest one, Saint ValentineF Fm You're all fucked up, Saint Valentine [Outro]Am G F C/GF G C/G
Saint Valentine
Gregory Alan Isakov
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