Private Presley - Peach Pit

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Private Presley // Peach Pit
Tabbed by some kid with a uke
Thanks dudes!


    

          
The two room s

       
hotgun house
           
The folks coul

         
d hear her how

 
ls
           
The cotton bed

         
 sheets blood,

       
 my son
           
One less, when

        
 its all done
         
Ahhhh-ahhh, ah

  
hh ahh
           
Love me tender

         
 like what kee

           
ps you well
           
My voice is ba

              
ck home while 

      
I'm in hell
           
Whos the ol sl

            
ew foot who to

             
ok you from me
           
Cried oh Priva

              
te Presley, sh

         
e swayed like 

        
the trees



           
The bus line, 

      
people shout
           
Reach out with

              
 my hand to th

         
ese sidewalk c

  
rowds
           
All of these f

          
aces, you can'

              
t see, with me
           
Just wanna go 

         
home, my river

           
 winds breeze
           
Ahhhhh-ahhhh, 

 
Ahh ahhhh.....
           
Love me tender

         
 like what kee

           
ps you well
           
My voice is ba

              
ck home while 

      
'm in hell
           
Who's the ol' 

              
slew foot who 

         
took you from 

    
me
           
Cried oh Priva

              
te Presley, sh

         
e swayed like 

        
the trees



         
The Memphis su

          
n still shone
           
Tupelo's air s

         
till filled my

     
 lungs
           
Alone except m

         
y songs, youre

     
 gone
           
Just bring me 

         
with you love

           
Love me tender

           
 like what kee

         
ps you well
           
My voice is ba

              
ck home while 

      
I'm in hell
           
Who's the ol' 

              
slew foot who 

         
took you from 

    
me
           
Cried oh Priva

              
te Presley, sh

         
e sways like t

    
he trees

  
(until end)