You Got To Me chords by James Mcmurtry

Intro: G C G C

G                C
To celebrate undying faith, we?re gathered here like drifted wrecks
G                D
for a late September wedding, October breathing down our necks.
G                  C
I knew this town in another time. I knew this town a younger man
G                D
with the world in my hip pocket a subway token in my hand.
G    C      G      C
     Mmm you got to me.

G                        C
And they got candlelight and a reggae band, champagne by the bucket load
G                D
Limos lined up down the curb to take us where we need to go.
G                    C
And I need to go somewhere I?ve been to find a place I lost the trail
G                D
Way back then so long ago I don?t suppose you even know

G
You got to me.
C                G      C
Brought all this empty down on top of me.
G        C    G    C
You got to me.

G                        C
We danced between the snowflakes falling, tripping on the cobblestones
G                       D
And the trolley tracks, we had it all then, Christmas break your roommates gone
G                      C
We stoked the fire and let it burn till the embers glowed in the morning light
G                    D
Trust in the tangle of skin on skins I?ve not known quite that feeling since

G
You got to me.
C                G
Brought all this empty down on top of me.
C            G        C    D            G   C  G  C
I didn?t know but we were not to be, but I know a thing or two now.


G                     C
The wedding party?s raging yet, how the old and desperate misbehave
G                 D
Limo smells like cocaine sweat, cheap cologne and aftershave
G                       C
It?s gotta be one of these row house doors I knew the number long ago
G                 D
I step out on the curb. Tell the driver just go on and go.

G
You got to me.
C                G
Brought all this empty down on top of me.
C             G       C    D        G  C
I didn?t know but we were not to be, but I know a thing or two now.

Interlude: G C G C G C

G               C
The paper boy wants a smoke, leans his bike against a tree
G                   D
He?s tired and cold and broke and he don?t what to make of me
G                    C
Standing here in my three piece suit, standing here just like I am
G                        D
With my vest unbuttoned and my neck tie loose, impervious to all abuse

G
You got to me.
C                G
Brought all this empty down on top of me.
C              G     C      D     G
Off on a thousand dollar odyssey, and I know a thing or two now.
   C     D      G
Yeah I know a thing or two now.
   C     D      G  C  D  G
Yeah I know a thing or two now.