Quiet Heavy Dreams

C G Am F C G C C C Mighty long shifts are for working, G Am Heavy dreams are for toting around F C Let's pretend there's a place to go G C C Where I can lay this hacksaw down. C And I've been trying all my damndest G Am To get where a kind woman lies. F C Ten more hours to a twelve long shift G C C 'Til these woods turn to her eyes. C The timber cuts so cleanly G Am Monday morning when the blades are sharp. F C I get a love song stuck in my head G C C And cut sequoias till it's dark. F C G Am And every hour's fourteen dollars or a chance closer to her F C G Am Then I'm not just a working mule, I'm the finest of the herd. F C G Am And I don't know who she is or if she might exist F C G C C G Am F C G C C But if she does I swear to love I'm destined for that kiss. C G Am And how's a man get so homesick for a face he's never seen? F C G C C I close my eyes while sweating and think of boys I could've been. C G Am But I know that it's not over 'cause I can feel her here somewhere F C G C C Through these trees and melodies that I'm belting to the air. F C G Am If every hour's fourteen dollars or a chance closer to it F C G Am The man I thought I'd be when I was just a kid. F C G Am So I'll just saw away and let them all fall to the ground F C G C C G Am F C G C C Hope to heaven someone hears me even no no ones around. C And mighty long shifts are for working, G Am Quiet dreams are for toting around F C Let's pretend there's a place G C Where I can lay this hacksaw down. =============================== CAPO: 2nd FRET ================================ SONG: QUIET HEAVY DREAMS ARTIST: ZACH BRYAN VIDEO: https://youtu.be/fFvGlb8Yo8Y TAB BY: DON CZARSKI EMAIL: [email protected] QUIET HEAVY DREAMS ZACH BRYAN CAPO: 2nd FRET D A Bm G D A D D D Mighty long shifts are for working, A Bm Heavy dreams are for toting around G D Let's pretend there's a place to go A D D Where I can lay this hacksaw down. D And I've been trying all my damndest A Bm To get where a kind woman lies. G D Ten more hours to a twelve long shift A D D 'Til these woods turn to her eyes. D The timber cuts so cleanly A Bm Monday morning when the blades are sharp. G D I get a love song stuck in my head A D D And cut sequoias till it's dark. G D A Bm And every hour's fourteen dollars or a chance closer to her G D A Bm Then I'm not just a working mule, I'm the finest of the herd. G D A Bm And I don't know who she is or if she might exist G D A D D A Bm G D A D D But if she does I swear to love I'm destined for that kiss. D A Bm And how's a man get so homesick for a face he's never seen? G D A D D I close my eyes while sweating and think of boys I could've been. D A Bm But I know that it's not over 'cause I can feel her here somewhere G D A D D Through these trees and melodies that I'm belting to the air. G D A Bm If every hour's fourteen dollars or a chance closer to it G D A Bm The man I thought I'd be when I was just a kid. G D A Bm So I'll just saw away and let them all fall to the ground G D A D D A Bm G D A D D Hope to heaven someone hears me even no no ones around. D And mighty long shifts are for working, A Bm Quiet dreams are for toting around G D Let's pretend there's a place A D Where I can lay this hacksaw down. ============================== CAPO: NONE ============================ SONG: QUIET HEAVY DREAMS ARTIST: ZACH BRYAN VIDEO: https://youtu.be/fFvGlb8Yo8Y TAB BY: DON CZARSKI EMAIL: [email protected] QUIET HEAVY DREAMS ZACH BRYAN CAPO: NONE E B C#m A E B E E E Mighty long shifts are for working, B C#m Heavy dreams are for toting around A E Let's pretend there's a place to go B E E Where I can lay this hacksaw down. E And I've been trying all my damndest B C#m To get where a kind woman lies. A E Ten more hours to a twelve long shift B E E 'Til these woods turn to her eyes. E The timber cuts so cleanly B C#m Monday morning when the blades are sharp. A E I get a love song stuck in my head B E E And cut sequoias till it's dark. A E B C#m And every hour’s fourteen dollars or a chance closer to her A E B C#m Then I’m not just a working mule, I’m the finest of the herd. A E B C#m And I don’t know who she is or if she might exist A E B E E B C#m A E B E E But if she does I swear to love I’m destined for that kiss. E B C#m And how’s a man get so homesick for a face he’s never seen? A E B E E I close my eyes while sweating and think of boys I could've been. E B C#m But I know that it’s not over 'cause I can feel her here somewhere A E B E E Through these trees and melodies that I’m belting to the air. A E B C#m If every hour’s fourteen dollars or a chance closer to it A E B C#m The man I thought I’d be when I was just a kid. A E B C#m So I’ll just saw away and let them all fall to the ground A E B E E B C#m A E B E E Hope to heaven someone hears me even no no ones around. E And mighty long shifts are for working, B C#m Quiet dreams are for toting around A E Let's pretend there's a place B E Where I can lay this hacksaw down.