Jason Isbell – Songs That She Sang In The Shower chords

Jason Isbell - Songs That She Sang in the Shower

Double-D tuning – tune both E strings down to D

[I was not a music major and have probably mislabled some of the chords.  I chose 
the labels for ease.  Also I’m not sure that he tunes the high “e” string down to 
“d” but I like the way it sounds acoustically so that’s what I did.  Hope you 
enjoy this great song.]

Chords:

    Dsus  Am7   Em7   D   D/G   Asus  D/C#   D/B    Ad|---0-----0-----0----0----0-----0-----0------0-----0----|B|---3-----1-----0----3----3-----3-----3------3-----2----|G|---0-----0-----0----2----0-----0-----2------0-----2----|D|---4-----2-----0----0----0-----2-----0------0-----2----|A|---5-----0-----2----0----x-----0-----4------2-----0----|D|---0-----x-----2----0----5-----x-----x------x-----x----|

[Intro]:  Dsus

     Dsus        DsusOn a lark.  On a whim.
               Am7                       Em7                        DsusI said there’s two kinds of men in this world and you’re neither of them
        Dsus          DsusAnd his fist, cut the smoke
          Am7                  Em7                  DsusI had an eighth of a second to wonder if he got the joke
      Dsus         DsusIn the car, headed home
            Am7                   Em7                 DsusShe asked if I had considered the prospect of living alone
       Dsus             DsusWith a stake, held to my eye
          Am7                  Em7                    DsusI had to summon the confidence needed to hear her goodbye
     Am7                     Em7                  DsusAnd another brief chapter without any answers blew by

         D                         D/G                     D      D/GAnd the songs that she sang in the shower are stuck in my head
                    D    Asus              DLike Bring Out The Dead.      Breakfast In Bed.
       D                  D/G                            D     D/GAnd experience robs me of hope that she’ll make it back home
                    D   Asus                  DSo I’m stuck on my own.      I’m stuck on my own.

In a room, by myself
Looks like I’m here with a guy that I judge worse than anyone else
So I pace, and I pray
And I repeat the mantra’s that might keep me clean for the day

And the songs that she sang in the shower all ring in my ear
Like Wish You Were Here, how I wish you were here.

And experience robs me of hope that you’ll ever return
So I breathe and I burn.  I breathe and I burn.

[Bridge]   D - D/C#
         D/B                          A                    D/GAnd the church bells are ringing for those who are easy to please
        D/B                         A                       D/G    AsusAnd the frost on the ground prob’ly envy’s the frost on the trees

And the songs she sang in the shower are stuck in my mind
Like Yesterday’s Wine, like Yesterday’s Wine

And experience tells me that I’ll never hear them again
Not thinking of them.  Not thinking of them.