Arlene The Handsome Family
Arlene
From the album Odessa
[Em] [G] [D]
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[D]Arlene, I'm sorry for what I [F#m]done,
I wasn't lo[C]oking for love 'til I s[G]aw your red ha[D]ir in the sun
Wh[D]at we had could ne'er be love, that was e[F#m]asy to see,
But when I s[C]aw you in Red's pouring c[G]offee, something took a-h[D]old of me
Oh-wo-oo-oh, [Em]Arlene, you wouldn't [G]even let me hold your h[A]and
When I st[Em]opped you in the road, y[G]ou just screamed and r[D]an
[D] [F#m] [C] [G] [D]
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[D] [F#m] [C] [G] [D]
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Oh-wo-oo-oh, [Em]Arlene, you wouldn't [G]even let me hold your h[A]and
When I st[Em]opped you in the road, y[G]ou just screamed and r[D]an
Th[D]at night, I decided that I was gonna m[F#m]arry you
My kn[C]ife went through your scr[G]een door and I went aw[D]ay with you
Y[D]ou were singing, "Please let me go," all the [F#m]way down to Miller's Cave
When I p[C]icked a stick up o[G]ff the ground, you cried,[D] "I ain't ready for my grave!"
But, [Em]Arlene, in the d[G]ark, your hair's just as r[A]ed,
And this l[Em]ong, dark cave will [G]always be our w[D]edding bed
But, [Em]Arlene, in the d[G]ark, your hair's just as r[A]ed,
And this l[Em]ong, dark cave will [G]always be our w[D]edding bed
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