[Verse 1]
D N.C.
There was a wayward lad, stepped out one morning
D N.C.
The ground to be his bed, the sky his awning
[Verse 2]
D G
Neon, neon, neon
A D
A blue neon lamp in a midnight country field
G
Cows surround so you lean on, lean on
A D
So much your hugs become hold ons
[Chorus 1]
D Dsus2 D5
Oh these three worn words
Em
Oh oh-oh-oh, that we whisper
A A/G F#m
Like the rubbing hands of tourists in Verona
N.C. (Riff-1)
I just want to love you in my own language
(Riff-1)
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[Verse 3]
F#m E D
Well that smell of sex, good like burning wood
Bm A D
The wayward lad lay claim
F#m E D
To two thirsty girls from Hornsea
Bm A D
Who left a note when morning came
[Bridge]
F#m E D
Girls from the pool say 'hi' (hi)
Bm A D
The road erodes at five feet per year along England's east coastline
F#m E D
Was this your first time?
Bm A D
Love is just a button we pressed last night by the campfire
[Chorus 2]
D Dsus2 D5
Oh these three worn words
Em
Oh oh-oh-oh, that we whisper
A A/G F#m
Like the rubbing hands of tourists in Verona
N.C. (Riff-1)
I just want to love you in my own language
[Outro]
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