Yvette Lyrics

YVETTE - Jason Isbell
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Chords used:
Intro:
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I can barely make out
A little light from the house on the cul-de-sac
A bedroom upstairs, it's a family affair
I've watched you in class,
Your eyes are cut glass and you stay covered up
Head to your toes, so nobody will notice you
I might not be a man yet, but that bastard will never be
So I'm cleaning my Weatherby
I sight in my scope, and I hope against hope, I hope against hope
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Your mother seems nice,
I don't understand why she won't say anything
As if she can't see who he turned out to be
I might not be a man yet, but your father will never be
So I load up my Weatherby
I let out my breath, and I couple with death, I couple with death
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Saw your father last night,
in the window the light made a silhouette
Saw him hold you that way, he won't hold you that way anymore, Yvette