Out of My Bones Randy Travis # # # #from: carl cressman #subject: out of my bones #by: Randy Travis # [D]I'm in need of a remedy, to cure me from loving you, it might sound a li[G]ttle a extreme, but I'[Em]ll do what I have to do, [G]bury your jacket in my backyard, carry your picture in my shoe, [D]and keep walkin till the hurtin stops, keep walkin til my temperature [D]dr[G]op[Em]s, keep walkin till the fever is gone, and your out of my bones. [D]I'm in need of medicine, s[G]omethin' s[Em]tr (chordiearchive.chordie.com)