Old Persian Rug chords and lyrics - LIAM ST. JOHN

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[Verse 1]
[Em]I sit in front of her family and mine
[Am]On the chair that's tak[B]ing my [Em]life
They say here's your chance to
[Am]apolo[Em]gize[Am][Em][Am]
[B]I released my tongue and looked them in the
[Em]eyes

[Interlude 1]
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[Em][B]

[Verse 2]
Well, she [Em]spun [B]her web
[Em]prettier than [B]charlottes
[Em]Gifted in [B]gabbing [Em]just like that [B]old pig
She [Em]had me con[B]vinced
I [Em]was her only d[B]arling
I even committed her deadliest sins

[Verse 3]
[Em]She shot from the hip with
[B]speed [Em]and prec[B]ision
[Em]Quicker than [B]Hickock's gun
[Em]Yeah, she was the queen
[B]of [Em]the art of deception
[B]She painted the starry night

[Verse 4]
With her gold- [Em]forked [B]flow
ing [Em]tongue
[B]And I caught her a- lying
like an old Persian [Em]rug
So I [B]pumped her guts full of four burning

[Interlude 2]
lead slugs
[Em][B][Am][B]
[Em][B]

[Verse 5]
[Em]Well, she had a way with her
sharp sheering word[B]s
[Em]Like Van Gogh did with [B]his brush
[Em]She'd paint them and frame
them in such a way
[B]That I'd question what's real
and I'd get a good rush

[Verse 6]
[Em]She sunk in them words like
oil on the [B]canvas
They'd [Em]whirl like the wind,
they'd burn like the sun
Yeah, she was the queen of
the art of deception
She [B]painted the Starry Night

[Verse 7]
[B]
With her gold- forked flowing
[Em]tongue
[B]Well, I caught her a- lying like
an old Persian [Em]rug
[B]And I pumped her guts full of four burning lead
[Em]slugs

[Outro 1]
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