| INTRO |
| D / D / A / D |
| VERSE 1 |
| D | G | |
| In New York | City where it's | cold as hell |
| A7 | Em | D | |
| And | streetlights shone in | my blue | room |
| D | G | |
| I was | thinking about the | nights we spent |
| A7 | Em | D | |
| Back in | Galveston be | neath the Georgia | moon |
| D | G | |
| Well it was | early and I'd | had my share |
| A7 | Em | D | |
| And I was | countin' change for a | cab ride back to | bed |
| D | G | |
| She looked | to me through the | cold night air |
| A7 | Em | D | |
| And | thoughts of you kicked | all inside my | head |
| CHORUS |
| G | D | |
| Well she was | tall hair dark as | midnight |
| A7 | D | |
| She had a | way just like you | do |
| G | |
| To make me | feel |
| D | Bm | G | pause | |
| Just like a | wo | man | should |
| D | A7 | G | |
| You can't call it | cheatin' 'cause she re | minds me of | you |
| INSTRUMENTALS |
| [D / G / A7 / Em / D --2X then Em / A7 / D -- |
| VERSE 2 |
| D | G | |
| And though I've | loved you and the | nights we've spent |
| A7 | Em | D | |
| Lord don't | tell me that I've | thrown it all a | way |
| D | G | |
| A moment's | weakness shouldn't | change the fact |
| A7 | Em | D | |
| That I | love you and there's | nothin' more to | say |
| (REPEAT CHORUS - here's the last part) |
| D | Em | Am | C | D | G | |
| she re | minds me of | ... | ... | .. | .. | ................ |
| Wishing you well, |
| Orange Gazelle |