{t:Burning Love}
{st:Arthur Alexander, Elvis Presley (1972)}
{c:verse 1}
[D]Lord Almighty
[G]I feel my [A]temperature [D]rising
[D]Higher, higher
[G]It's burning [A]through to my [D]soul
[D]Girl, girl, girl
[G]You've gone and [A]set me on [D]fire
[D]My brain is flaming
[G]I don't know [A]which way to [D]go
{soc}
Your [Bm]kisses [A]lift me [G]higher
Like the [Bm]sweet song [A]of a [G]choir
You [Bm]light my [A]morning [G]sky
With [A]burning love [D]
{eoc}
{c:verse 2}
[D]Ooh, ooh, ooh,
[G]I feel my [A]temperature [D]rising
[D]Help me, I'm flaming
[G]I must be a [A]hundred and [D]nine
[D]Burning, burning
[G]Burning and [A]nothing can [D]cool me
[D]I just might turn to
[G]Smoke, but [A]I feel [D]fine
{soc}
Your [Bm]kisses [A]lift me [G]higher
Like the [Bm]sweet song [A]of a [G]choir
You [Bm]light my [A]morning [G]sky
With [A]burning love [D]
{eoc}
{c:verse 3}
[D]It's coming closer
[G]The flames are now [A]lickin' my [D]body
[D]Won't you help me
[G]I feel like I'm [A]slipping a-[D]way
[D]It's hard to breathe
[G]My chest [A]is a [D]heaving
[D]Lord have mercy
[G]I'm burning a [A]hole where I [D]lay
{soc}
Your [Bm]kisses [A]lift me [G]higher
Like the [Bm]sweet song [A]of a [G]choir
You [Bm]light my [A]morning [G]sky
With [A]burning love [D]
{eoc}
{c:outro}
[G]With burning [D]love [G]
I'm just a [D]hunk, a hunk of burning [G]love
Just a [D]hunk, a hunk of burning [G]love
Just a [D]hunk, a hunk of burning [G]love
Just a [D]hunk, a hunk of burning [G]love [D]↓
