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Tom: Dm

Verse 1:

            Dmaj7   E9
Her name is Cherry, we've just met,
       Em9             A7             Dmaj7
But al-ready she knows me better than you.

          Dmaj7            E9
She under-stands me, after eighteen years,
        Em9                A7                Dmaj7
And you still don't see me like you ought to do.

Chorus 1:

Em9             A7
 Maybe we could talk 'bout things,
   Dmaj7
If you was made of wood and strings.
Em9               A7
 While I love her every sound,
  Dmaj7
I dunno how to tune you down.

Em9                     A7
 You're so thick and my patience thin,
   Dmaj7
So I got me a new best friend.
       Em9         A7
With a pickup that puts you to shame;
    Dmaj7
And Cherry is her name.

Verse 2:

             Dmaj7   E9
And when I'm lonely; Cherry's there,
        Em9               A7            Dmaj7
And she plays along while I sing out my blues.

           Dmaj7      E9
I could be crying and you don't care,
          Em9                  A7            Dmaj7
You won't call me back; you're stubborn as a mule.

Chorus 2:

Em9             A7
 Maybe we could talk 'bout things,
   Dmaj7
If you was made of wood and strings.

Em9        A7         Dmaj7
 You might think I've gone too far;
    Em9      A7      Dmaj7 (n.c)
I'm talking 'bout my new guitar.