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Gettin Old – Luke Combs

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 Tracklist:
 1. Growin' Up and Gettin' Old
 2. Hannah Ford Road
 3. Back 40 Back
 4. You Found Yours
 5. The Beer, the Band, and the Barstool
 6. Still
 7. See Me Now
 8. Joe
 9. A Song Was Born
 10. My Song Will Never Die
 11. Where the Wild Things Are
 12. Love You Anyway
 13. Take You With Me
 14. Fast Car
 15. Tattoo on a Sunburn
 16. 5 Leaf Clover
 17. Fox in the Henhouse
 18. The Part
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 Track 1: Growin' Up and Gettin' Old
 Info: No Capo, standard, key of D
    
 I still hit them dive bars
 Every once in a blue moon
 Got a wild card
 I keep inside my boot
 Been thinking lately maybe I should save it
 'Cause them hangovers sure kick my ass these days
 So I spend most my happy hours here at home
 In the middle of growin' up, and gettin' old
    
 But I can still raise hell all night with the boys when I want too
 Lay that hammer down to see how fast she'll go
 But these days I hang my hat on what I won't do
 And I've been finding peace of mind, slowing my role
 You learn to tow that line with time, as it goes
 In the middle of growin' up, and gettin' old
 It's when you start thinkin'
 How much time left you got
 If there's more sand in the bottom, or the top
 'Cause that hourglass we have don't last forever
 Been thinking 'bout it more and more, these days
 It's like the less you have, the faster that it goes
 In the middle of growin' up, and gettin' old
    
 But I can still raise hell all night with the boys when I want too
 Lay that hammer down to see how fast she'll go
 But these days I hang my hat on what I won't do
 And I've been finding peace of mind, slowing my role
 You learn to tow that line with time, as it goes
 In the middle of growin' up, and gettin' old
    
 I'm still bending rules, but thinkin' 'fore I break 'em
 And I ain't lost a step, I just look before I take 'em
    
 But I can still raise hell all night with the boys when I want too
 Lay that hammer down to see how fast she'll go
 But these days I hang my hat on what I won't do
 And I've been finding peace of mind, slowing my role
 You learn to tow that line with time, as it goes
 In the middle of growin' up, and gettin' old
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 Track 2: Hannah Ford Road
 Info: No Capo, standard, key of B
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 Her daddy bought it in '95
 He built a cabin at the end of the drive
 And he named that gravel path after his pride and joy
 I met Hannah when we was in school
 She was hot as Alabama in June
 Wasn't long before I was knockin' on her door
    
 And we were goin' down Hannah Ford Road
 Yeah, it always took us where we wanted to go
 We couldn't wait any longer
 And the feelin' couldn't get any stronger
 Man, her daddy woulda killed me if he'd only known what was goin' on
 Down Hannah Ford Road
 Now Mr. Ford, he wasn't no fool
 He kinda figured what we were up to
 He said, "Hannah, I don't want you seein' that boy no more"
 So I'd cut the lights a quarter mile out
 She'd meet me 'tween there and the house
 Like two thieves in the night in the light of the dashboard glow
    
 We were goin' down Hannah Ford Road
 Yeah, it always took us where we wanted to go
 We couldn't wait any longer
 And the feelin' couldn't get any stronger
 Man, her daddy woulda killed me if he'd only known what was goin' on
 Down Hannah Ford Road
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 Now, there ain't a time
 I drive by that sign that in my mind, I ain't
    
 Goin' down Hannah Ford Road
 Yeah, it always took us where we wanted to go
 We couldn't wait any longer
 And the feelin' couldn't get any stronger
 Man, her daddy woulda killed me if he'd only known what was goin' on
 Down Hannah Ford Road
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 Down Hannah Ford Road
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 Track 3: Back 40 Back
 Info: Capo 4, standard, key of B
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 For sale by owner sign on Highway fifty-nine
 A signal of the times, a turning of the page
 There used to be nothing here, but that nothing disappeared
 The pond, the barn, the farm, the fields have long since been replaced
 Asphalt parking where that ten pew Pentecostal stood
 Fast food, four lanes, and a subdivided neighborhood
    
 The walls of the world are closin’ in
 The spreadin’ city spreads us thin
 Till we can't seem to make our ends meet in the black
 I never would've thought it wouldn't last
 A way of life that time moved past
 What I wouldn't give to have... the back forty back
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 Maybe I’m a sucker for knowing who lives next door
 A view from my back porch, a pinch of peace and quiet
 I can’t get back the used to be’s, so I hang on to the memories
 Of when I could still look up and see the stars not street lights shining
    
 The walls of the world are closin’ in
 The spreadin’ city spreads us thin
 Till we can't seem to make our ends meet in the black
 I never would've thought it wouldn't last
 A way of life that time moved past
 What I wouldn't give to have... the back forty back
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 Now, I get that progress has its place
 And no regard for what it takes
 Wish it would slow its pace, and cut us all some slack
 ‘Cause it’s all changing way too fast
 A way of life that time moved past
 What I wouldn't give to have... the back forty back
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 Track 4: You Found Yours
 Info: Capo 1, standard, key of A#
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 Remy was a pit mix, she was just skin and bones
 Daddy found in a deep ditch on his way home
 Said "she hopped right up" when he opened his door
 When you feel that kinda feeling, son, you found yours
 Age of 17, worked all summer long
 Washin' cars and pullin' weeds from your neighbour's lawn
 Well it wasn't no king ranch, but you she was paid for
 When you find that kinda feeling, son, you found yours
    
 Oh-woah-oh you found yours
 That livin', breathin', reason you been looking for
 Oh-woah-oh, don't need nothin' more
 When you feel that kinda feeling, yeah, you found yours
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 She was an answer to an old boy's prayer
 Way outta your league but you didn't care
 But when you stole that kiss on her daddy's front porch
 That feelin' that you're feelin', buddy, you found yours
    
 Oh-woah-oh you found yours
 That livin', breathin', reason you been looking for
 Oh-woah-oh, don't need nothin' more
 When you feel that kinda feeling, yeah, you found yours, c'mon
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 Fresh coat of blue paint on a bedroom wall
 Turns to two little feet runnin' up and down the hall
 Now it's plain as day what you're down here for
 If you were lookin' for a reason, buddy, you found yours
    
 Oh-woah-oh you found yours
 That livin', breathin', reason you been looking for
 Oh-woah-oh, don't need nothin' more
 When you feel that kinda feeling, yeah, you found yours
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 Track 5: The Beer, the Band, and the Barstool
 Info: Capo 1, standard, key of D#
    
 He walks in
 Orders up a round, how you been?
 My old friend
 The band kicks off
 The same old dance, the same old worn-out songs
 But he sings along
 He's gonna stay here 'til they make him leave
 'Cause he's got all the friends a guy like him could ever need
    
 One'll hang around and tell him what he wants to hear
 One'll help by drownin' out the how'd you wind up here
 One'll hold him up when love has let him down
 They do the best they can for a broken-hearted fool
 The beer, the band and the barstool
 Corner booth
 A blonde with lonely eyes, a shade of blue
 Hey, how are you?
 Just by chance
 Are you here alone? How 'bout a dance?
 And she took his hand
 He hopes she'd stay, but always knew she'd leave
 But he's got all the friends a guy like him could ever need
    
 One'll hang around and tell him what he wants to hear
 One'll help by drownin' out the how'd you wind up here
 One'll hold him up when love has let him down
 They do the best they can for a broken-hearted fool
 The beer, the band and the barstool
    
 Now he last call lights a cigarette and orders up one more
 Pays his tab, knows he'll be back 'cause he's been here before
    
 One'll hang around and tell him what he wants to hear
 One'll help by drownin' out the how'd you wind up here
 One'll hold him up when love has let him down
 They do the best they can for a broken-hearted fool
 They go hand in hand with losing you
 The beer, the band and the barstool
 And the barstool
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 Track 6: Still
 Info: No Capo, half step down, key of C#
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 Sure as the North Star shinin'
 Sure as in spring, the Dogwoods bloom
 Sure as the sunset sinkin' West before it falls
 Like the leaves in Autumn trees were made to do
    
 I'm still fallin' for you, girl, from the second that I saw you
 My whole world stood still, after all this time
 I'm just as in love as the day I made you mine
 I ain't stopped flying high and never will
 I'm fallin' for you, still
 Sweet as Summer Honeysuckle
 True as the words written in red
 Pretty as the Daises growin' wild upon the hill
 Like the rain that came from storm clouds overhead
    
 I'm still fallin' for you, girl, from the second that I saw you
 My whole world stood still, after all this time
 I'm just as in love as the day I made you mine
 I ain't stopped flying high and never will
 I'm fallin' for you, still
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 I'm still fallin' for you, girl, from the second that I saw you
 My whole world stood still, after all this time
 I'm just as in love as the day I made you mine
 I ain't stopped flying high and never will, I'm fallin' for you
 Dtill fallin' for you, girl, from the second that I saw you
 My whole world stood still, after all this time
 I'm just as in love as the day I made you mine
 I ain't stopped flying high and never will
 I ain't stopped flying high and never will
 I'm fallin' for you, still
 Fallin' for you, still
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 Track 7: See Me Now
 Info: Capo 2, standard, key of F#
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 They say I walk just like you
 They say I talk just like you
 They say these scuffed up boots
 Look as good on me as they did on you
 And that bored out Ford you had
 Is runnin' just as good as it ever has
 I think I broke your record for the smallmouth bass
 Sunset, spinnerbait, second cast
 N.C.
 I wonder what you'd think about that
    
 If you walked in, pulled up a chair in the kitchen
 Poured a little something' for some sippin'
 And said "tell me 'bout everything that I been missin'"
 We'd be trashin' the price of gas and politicians
 Put a hurtin' on an old Gibson
 And I could you 'bout all the life that I been livin'
 I'd like to think you'd be the proudest guy in town
 If I could see you see me now
 You could say things turned out good
 I met the girl that you said I would
 Got a place on a piece of land
 With a creek-fed pond and a food plot stand
 I still got your cast iron skillet
 Been makin' mama's cornbread in it
 And I bet your head'd be spinnin'
 If you saw your farm table refinished
 N.C.
 I know right where we'd be sittin'
    
 If you walked in, pulled up a chair in the kitchen
 Poured a little something' for some sippin'
 And said "tell me 'bout everything that I been missin'"
 We'd be trashin' the price of gas and politicians
 Put a hurtin' on an old Gibson
 And I could you 'bout all the life that I been livin'
 I'd like to think you'd be the proudest guy in town
 If I could see you see me now
    
 There'd be new old stories, happy tears
 Damn I miss ya's and a couple beers
    
 If you walked in, pulled up a chair in the kitchen
 Poured a little something' for some sippin'
 And said "tell me 'bout everything that I been missin'"
 We'd be trashin' the price of gas and politicians
 Put a hurtin' on an old Gibson
 And I could you 'bout all the life that I been livin'
 I'd like to think you'd be the proudest guy in town
 I'd like to think you'd be the proudest guy in town
 If I could see you see me now, see me now
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 Track 8: Joe
 Info: No capo, half step down, key of C#
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 I got a job and my name's Joe
 Spend my days at the Texaco
 Never show up late, never show up drunk
 Because when I get half lit I'm a loaded gun
 Made a couple wrong turns, did county time
 I do everything I can to stay between the lines
    
 I got a couple good buddies that all drop in
 Say "it's good to see you brother man how ya been?"
 "I can't complain, I'm doin' alright,
 Sleeping pretty good, stayin' dry
 Thank the Lord every mornin' with a sweet Amen
 For how far I've come, from where I've been
 So here's to good days and better tomorrows
 And a light, at the end of the bottle"
    
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 Some battles are fought on foreign shores
 Some are fought behind closed doors
 Some fall from grace, some lose their wings
 Some find the peace salvation brings
    
 I got a couple good buddies that all stop in
 Say "it's good to see you brother man how ya been?"
 "I can't complain, I'm doin' alright,
 Sleeping pretty good, stayin' dry
 Thank the Lord every mornin' with a sweet Amen
 For how far I've come, from where I've been
 So here's to good days and better tomorrows
 And a light, at the end of the bottle"
    
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 Here's to good days, and here's to livin'
 And here's to old sins being forgiven
    
 And a bunch of good buddies that all drop in
 Say "it's good to see you brother man how ya been?"
 "I can't complain, I'm doin' alright,
 Sleeping pretty good, stayin' dry
 Thank the Lord every mornin' with a sweet Amen
 For how far I've come, from where I've been
 So here's to good days and better tomorrows
 And a light, at the end of the bottle"
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 Track 9: A Song Was Born
 Info: Capo 3, standard, key of F
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 Haggard on a houseboat, trying not to sink
 Wonderin' if he oughta float back, or just stay here and drink
 He found a guitar 'fore he found that Shasta shore
 A song was born
 Willie on an airplane, brown bag and a pen
 Flying high thinking 'bout being on the road again
 Tried her out on a crowd down at John T. Floore's
 A song was born
    
 Outta real life, outta real love
 The best ones you can't make up
 It just means more when you've been there before
 Outta hard times, outta heartbreaks
 Hitch a good rhyme to a mistake
 Then you pour those feelings out over three chords
 A song was born
 I've wrote 'em in the Carolina mountains, on a Cabo beach
 In a thousand rooms in Nashville, Tennessee
 On a Bitterroot River, Montana back porch
 A song was born
    
 Outta real life, outta real love
 The best ones you can't make up
 It just means more when you've been there before
 Outta hard times, outta heartbreaks
 Hitch a good rhyme to a mistake
 Then you pour those feelings out over three chords
 A song was born
    
    
 Outta real life, outta real love
 The best ones you can't make up
 It just means more when you've been there before
 Outta hard times, outta heartbreaks
 Hitch a good rhyme to a mistake
 Then you pour those feelings out over three chords
 Then you pour those feelings out over three chords
 A song was born
 A song was born
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 Track 10: My Song Will Never Die
 Info: No Capo, standard, key of G
    
 There’s a beat coming from somewhere other than my chest
 There’s words that stir up dust in the peace that I will rest
 A melody to ease the mind long after I’ve lost mine
 I will, but my song will never die
 I don’t know the day, I don’t know the time
 But one day my Bonnie ain’t gonna have her Clyde
 And I know I’ll be leaving somewhere further down the line
 I will, but my song will never die
    
 When I hear that hallelujah chorus calling me back home
 I’ll lay down this guitar and someone else can sing my songs
 It ain’t about the leaving, it’s in what you leave behind
 I will, but my song will never die
 True words are rare birds, they heal up broken hearts
 They sing through rusty strings on beat up old guitars
 The notes are always changing but truth stands the test of time
 I will, but my song will never die
    
 When I hear that hallelujah chorus calling me back home
 I’ll lay down this guitar and someone else can sing my songs
 It ain’t about the leaving, it’s in what you leave behind
 I will, but my song will never die
    
    
 When my name ain’t nothing more than just letters on a stone
 Or flowers in a field full of other sinners gone
 It ain’t about the leaving, it’s in what you leave behind
 I will, but my song will never die
 I will, but my song will never die
 I will, but my song will never die
 I will, but my song will never die
 I will, but my song will never die
    
 When I hear that hallelujah chorus calling me back home
 I’ll lay down this guitar and someone else can sing my songs
 It ain’t about the leaving, it’s in what you leave behind
 I will, but my song will never die
 Oh I will, but my song will... never die
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 Track 11: Where the Wild Things Are
 Info: Capo 1, standard, key of D#
 * = strum once
    
 My big brother rode an Indian Scout
 It was black like his jacket
 American Spirit hangin' outta his mouth
 Just like our daddy
 He kicked started that bike one night and broke mama's heart
 He pointed that headlight west
 Out where the wild things are
 N.C. [ch]G[/ch] [ch]Gadd#11[/ch] [ch]G[/ch]
 He'd call me up every couple of weeks
 From South California
 Talk about the desert and the Joshua Tree
 And his pretty girl stories
 And how he bought an Airstream trailer and a J-45 guitar
 Said, "Little brother, you'd love it out here
 Out where the wild things are"
    
 Oh, it's hearts on fire and crazy dreams
 Oh, the nights ignite like gasoline
 And light up those streets that never sleep when the sky goes dark
 Out where the wild things are
 N.C. [ch]G[/ch] [ch]Gadd#11[/ch] [ch]G[/ch]
 I called my brother from the back of that plane
 The second I made it
 We started drinkin' on the strip in LA
 And then it got crazy
 Ended up at a house in the hills with some Hollywood stars
 Kissin' on a blonde in a backyard pool
 Out where the wild things are
    
    
 Oh, yeah
 Couple iron horse rebels
 Wild as the devil
 I knew I had to move back east
 Said goodbye to my brother
 At the end of that summer
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 But I knew he'd never leave
    
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 Oh, it's hearts on fire and crazy dreams
 Oh, the nights ignite like gasoline
 And oh, them Indian Scouts, man, they're built for speed
 And oh, they said he hit that guardrail at half past three
 Lit up those streets that never sleep when the sky goes dark
 [ch]G[/ch] [ch]D/F#[/ch] [ch]Em[/ch] [ch]A[/ch]*
 We buried him out in the wind 'neath the West Coast stars
 N.C. [ch]D[/ch] [ch]D/C#[/ch] [ch]G[/ch]
 Out where the wild things are
 Out where the wild things are
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 Track 12: Love You Anyway
 Info: Capo 2, standard, key of E
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 If your kiss turned me to stone
 I'd be a statue standin' tall in Ancient Rome
 And if your touch shattered me like glass
 I'd be in pieces tryna make the breakin' last
 And if it took one look to turn my days to night
 At least I'd have the stars that sparkle in your eyes
    
 There's just some things that leave a man no choice
 Like a compass needle needin' it's true north
 Even if I knew the day we met you'd be the reason this heart breaks
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 Oh, I'd love you anyway
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 I know I'm just tryin' to write a song
 I run the risk that I could get your perfect wrong
 But hell I guess, what I'm tryin' to say
 Is there ain't words been made could shoulder so much weight
 And if you turned your back on me and walked away
 Not a thing about the way I feel would change
    
 There's just some things that leave a man no choice
 Like a compass needle needin' it's true north
 Even if I knew the day we met you'd be the reason this heart breaks
 Oh, I'd love you anyway
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 There's just some things that leave a man no choice
 Like a compass needle needin' it's true north
 Even if I knew the day we met you'd be the reason this heart breaks
 Oh, I'd love you anyway
 Even if I knew the day we met you'd be the reason this heart breaks
 Oh, I'd love you anyway
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 Track 13: Take You With Me
 Info: Capo 1, standard, key of D#
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 Daddy, what’s that mean, that little turtle and a rabbit
 He sat me in that seat, showed me the wheel and how to grab it
 He said I’ll work the pedals if you climb up on my knee
 I’ll take you with me
 A few years down the road, packing a cooler and a sandwich
 Clinging to his leg, guess he could tell I couldn’t stand it
 He said go hug your Mama and I’ll go grab my keys
 I’ll take you with me
    
 If it was up to me we’d do everything together
 And when you’re young like that
 You think those days last forever
 Didn’t know back then how much those words would mean
 I’ll take you with me
 I remember one time me and him was turnin’ wrenches
 He kept a couple cold ones tucked away for when we fixed it
 He said let’s sneak out back so your Mama doesn’t see
 I’ll take you with me
    
 If it was up to me we’d do everything together
 And when you’re young like that
 You think those days last forever
 Didn’t know back then how much those words would mean
 I’ll take you with me
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 I got a youngin’ of my own, he’s too young to understand it
 When he gets a little older watching the stage where I’m standing
 He’ll know it’s about him when he hears me sing
 I’ll take you with me
    
 If it was up to me we’d do everything together
 And when you’re young like that
 You think those days last forever
 Didn’t know back then how much those words would mean
 I’ll take you with me
 I’ll take you with me
 I’ll take you with me - ee - ee-ee - ee
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 Track 14: Fast Car
 Info: Capo 1, standard, key of C#
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 You got a fast car.
 I want a ticket to anywhere.
 Maybe we make a deal,
 Maybe together we can get somewhere.
 Any place is better.
 Starting from zero, got nothing to lose.
 Maybe we'll make something,
 Me myself, I got nothing to prove.
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 You got a fast car.
 I got a plan to get us out of here:
 I been working at the convenience store,
 Managed to save just a little bit of money.
 Won't have to drive too far
 Just 'cross the border and into the city,
 You and I can both get jobs
 And finally see what it means to be living.
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 You see, my old man's got a problem:
 He live with the bottle, that’s the way it is.
 He says his body's too old for working,
 His body's too young to look like his.
 My mama went off and left him, she wanted more from life than he could give,
 I said, "Somebody's got to take care of him."
 So I quit school and that's what I did.
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 You got a fast car.
 But is it fast enough so we can fly away?
 Still gotta make a decision:
 Leave tonight or live and die this way.
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 So I remember when: we were driving, driving in your car,
 The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk,
 City lights lay out before us
 And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder.
 And I had a feeling that I belonged
 And I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone.
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 You got a fast car.
 And we go cruising to entertain ourselves;
 you still ain't got a job
 So I work in a market as a checkout girl.
 I know things will get better:
 You'll find work and I'll get promoted,
 We'll move out of the shelter
 Buy a bigger house and live in the suburbs.
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 So I remember when: we were driving, driving in your car,
 The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk,
 City lights lay out before us
 And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder.
 And I had a feeling that I belonged
 And I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone.
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 You got a fast car.
 And I got a job that pays all our bills.
 You stay out drinking late at the bar,
 You see more your friends than you do your kids.
 I'd always hoped for better,
 Thought maybe together you and me would find it,
 I got no plans I ain't going nowhere,
 so take your fast car and keep on driving.
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 So I remember when: we were driving, driving in your car,
 The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk,
 City lights lay out before us
 And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder.
 And I had a feeling that I belonged
 And I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone.
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 You got a fast car.
 But is it fast enough so you can fly away?
 You gotta make a decision:
 Leave tonight or live and die this way.
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 Track 15: Tattoo on a Sunburn
 Info: No capo, standard, key of G
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 It was the summer after my senior year
 We spent the whole week out on that pier
 She said "Boy, I think I love you"
 I said "I love you, too"
 We ended up drunk at some old ink shop
 She said "get my name", I said "hell, why not"
 She didn't have to work too hard to talk me into
 Mmm, a tattoo on a sunburn
    
 Every time that saltwater breeze blows in
 I find myself layin' right there in a kicked back, jet black leather seat
 The hum and the buzz and the sting of that needle
 Faded away but I guess some people never do
 Losin' you's the only thing worse than a tattoo on a sunburn
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 As I held her on her hotel balcony
 I remember wishin' she'd come back with me
 Guess a boy can dream but we both knew it wouldn't work
 When I came to, she was already gone
 With her hammer down, due west to Arkansas
 And I laughed through the pain and swore it didn't hurt
 Mmm, a tattoo on a sunburn
    
 Every time that saltwater breeze blows in
 I find myself layin' right there in a kicked back, jet black leather seat
 The hum and the buzz and the sting of that needle
 Faded away but I guess some people never do
 Losin' you's the only thing worse than a tattoo on a sunburn
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 It's covered up with some new ink now
 So the rest of the world ain't got a clue about
 The name of a girl I ain't seen since that day
 I don't think about her all the time
 But when they're stacking the chairs right before the tide
 I can still hear her voice come crashin' down with waves
    
 Every time that saltwater breeze blows in
 I find myself layin' right there in a kicked back, jet black leather seat
 The hum and the buzz and the sting of that needle
 Faded away but I guess some people never do
 Losin' you's the only thing worse than a tattoo on a sunburn
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 A tattoo on a sunburn
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 Track 16: 5 Leaf Clover
 Info: No capo, half step down, key of C#
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 I go to work every Monday, and get to do something I love
 And I make it home every evening, to an angel God sent from above
 Got an eight-point on camera from last year, and this season looks like a ten
 Got a barn with a fridge full of cold beer, and on the weekend it's full of good friends
    
 I know I'm a lucky man, but I ain't sure why I am
 'Cause it ain't like anyone deserves the world in the palms of their hands
 I've hit my knees, thankful as can be, but the one thing I can't get over
 Is that a guy like me, who'd have been fine with three
 Wound up with a five leaf clover
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 Got a half-ton that's parked in the driveway, my dog wags his tail when he hears
 I grew up in a good place to be from, my folks still got a bunch of good years
    
 I know I'm a lucky man, but I ain't sure why I am
 'Cause it ain't like anyone deserves the world in the palms of their hands
 I've hit my knees, thankful as can be, but the one thing I can't get over
 Is that a guy like me, who'd have been fine with three
 Wound up with a five leaf clover
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 I know I'm a lucky man, but I ain't sure why I am
 'Cause it ain't like anyone deserves the world in the palms of their hands
 I've hit my knees, thankful as can be, but the one thing I can't get over
 Is that a guy like me, who'd have been fine with three
 Wound up with a five leaf clover
 Is that a guy like me, who coulda wound up with weeds
 Wound up with a five leaf clover
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 Track 17: Fox in the Henhouse
 Info: No capo, standard, key of G
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 I'm tired of looking over my shoulder
 I'm tired of losing sleep all week long
 Tired of the uneasy feeling and the sinful deceiving
 No, my soul won't rest till he's gone
    
 There's a fox in the henhouse
 I can't seem to get him out
 I'll hide in the shadows till the red rooster crows
 Let that old twelve-gauge hammer come down
 It's been going on, on a while now
 It ain't hard to see all the signs
 Fool me once, shame on me
 But twice, then you'll see
 That'll damn sure be the last time
    
 There's a fox in the henhouse
 I can't seem to get him out
 I'll hide in the shadows till the red rooster crows
 Let that old twelve-gauge hammer come down
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 There's a fox in the henhouse
 I can't seem to get him out
 I'll hide in the shadows till the red rooster crows
 Let that old twelve-gauge hammer come down
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 Track 18: The Part
 Info: Capo 5, standard, key of C
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 Packin' that bag you unpacked yesterday
 Watchin' the world through a windowpane
 From the second row of the 10 man van
 That you been callin' home
 It ain't quite the life you dreamed about
 When mama calls and you miss out
 'Cause you're on stage
 At a damned old one-off show
    
 They'll tell you 'bout the old guitars
 The songs that bought the house and cars and
 How you're hometown's proud of where you are
 And your name upon the Marquee sign
 But not the dark that comes to find you
 Every single time the lights go down
 Yeah, that's the part they don't tell you about
    
 You try to dry her eyes from 1,000 miles apart
 And hope that Band-Aid on her heart
 Sticks just long enough
 For you to make it home
 She feels like she comes in second place
 To plaques on walls and long highways
 And she needs something more than words to hold onto
    
 They'll tell you 'bout the old guitars
 The songs that bought the house and cars and
 How you're hometown's proud of where you are
 And they tell you 'bout the girls you'll get
 But not the one you're gonna miss
 While they scream your name again in some small town
 Yeah, that's the part they don't tell you about
    
 When you're doin' it alright, man it still feels wrong
 Breakin' her damn heart, chasin' these damn songs
    
 Thinkin' man it ain't that hard,
 Strum some chords on an old guitar and
 Do some shots in a smoky bar, and everybody knows your name
 'Til they're changin' out the Marquee sign
 Then that darkness comes to find you
 Everyone's gone home, the lights go down
 Yeah, that's the part they don't tell you about
 They don't tell you about
    

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