Lonely Eyes - Chris Young

CAPO ON FRET 4
(Intro)
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(Verse)
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Tuesday night crowded bar
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Some guy lights a cheap cigar
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Bartender yells at him
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So he walks out and you walk in
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Right through the cloud of smoke
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Catcalls and dirty jokes
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Scan the room a couple times
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Find a seat right next to mine

(Chorus)
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Lonely eyes
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Well, it sure looks like
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You just might 
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Be looking for something, For something,  whoa
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Look at me
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And i think You'll see
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Those Lonely Eyes
                F#m D  A
Don't have to be alone tonight

(Verse)
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They analyze your glass of wine
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Roll away a pickup line
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Now and then you check your phone
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Catch mine and let 'em go
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From the little bit I've seen
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They're the perfect shade of green
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Next time they come my way, 
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Heaven help me,  make 'em stay

(Repeat Chorus)

E
Don't make me pay my tab, Catch a cab
            F#m            D
Go home and kick myself to sleep tonight
E
Gimme a sign, Just a smile
                   F#m            G
Baby, I'll be glad to lose myself deep inside

(Repeat Chorus)