Dmaj7 Her name is Cherry E9 We've just met Em9 A6 But already she knows me Dmaj7 Better than you Dmaj7 She understands me E9 After eighteen years Em9 And you still don't see me A6 Dmaj7 Like you ought to do Chorus: Em7 A7 Maybe we could talk 'bout things Dmaj7 If you was made of wood and strings Em7 A7 While I love her every sound Dmaj7 I dunno how to turn you down Em7 A7 You're so thick and my patience thin Dmaj7 So I got me a knew best friend Em7 A7 With a pickup that puts you to shame Dmaj7 And Cherry is her name And when I'm lonely, Cherry's there And she plays along while I sing out my blues I could be crying, and you don't care You won't call me back, you're stubborn as a mule Chorus: Maybe we could talk 'bout things If you was made of wood and strings You might think I've gone too far I'm talking 'bout my new guitar | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA6 A7 Dm Dmaj7 Em Em7 E9 Em9 |