No Capo9 w7 F: l* l4 F
6 S a2 ~6 D; ~% g7 ^7 m5 C0 I- sD,A,Em,G x2( J# U# I3 b- k4 A4 i* O
. P d& X5 |+ |& ]' Q0 Y; b( ~
7 H. I+ T2 I3 i D A Em G
+ p5 W; d0 o" Z% `% BI was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car) n1 F5 t0 V. \# F4 F
D Em
1 y9 X3 l% P. iHe’s got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel
7 X# E/ a3 |' d+ } G A2 i, S( d( b0 {+ V
The other on my heart5 W; w* S0 D* J9 _, Z/ F% i2 M& q
D Em, j$ X8 y' Z j: G- P. d
I look around, turn the radio down) `! \) V4 [: }# f0 o0 d8 N
G A# S0 W9 } {6 m
He says baby is something wrong?
- `8 y: ?4 Q9 h7 J5 ^ D Em G A2 A: ?+ e0 }/ X
I say nothing I was just thinking how we don’t have a song
# B( o# P( U2 c& G" O5 U! i; CN.C0 t9 y, j1 N# L+ t( |/ t9 x/ p
And he says...2 c) l! V0 {+ u1 |5 R0 L6 r/ u0 M+ \
# W' O4 O- U$ t& A0 v) x) U7 L5 SD Em
2 Y- w2 `$ Y% f8 u+ a5 eOur song is the slamming screen door,% |' L; q1 ]7 Y0 R" k- W7 x5 K, l( d
G A
T- w* c c# k q7 FSneakin’ out late, tapping on your window
* O1 V% b0 Q# ID Em G% T7 ~$ ?% s& _% P" j' B& ~
When you’re on the phone and you talk real slow l) F& ^# W- x2 R% q" e4 z6 f I' w
A D
# L- \6 u7 p: z$ D. v) F! ZCause it’s late and your mama don’t know
* W6 b% R: e. i9 } Em
( i. G: O0 l3 h& U9 ?9 ROur song is the way you laugh
) T* ?6 K: }" W) B9 W- J G A$ i' D) u" g, E- [
The first date “man, I didn’t kiss her, but I should have”8 X; h8 ~. [9 @4 K7 H+ J" ?" {
Em G Em
. e: C' T/ ]! e+ uAnd when I got home ... before I said amen* B4 p; _% ~, v5 `& g
G A
9 U9 j" F! B9 dAsking God if he could play it again. B% n! C* _1 P2 `1 z+ ]
( g/ u, G0 P- j) v/ v7 g' AD Em G A
- \$ r' m" z1 Z) ? Y0 x: z
- a3 e u7 p% `5 d% n9 {! `D Em G A) @7 ~5 p0 D/ g) i. ?$ ?
I was walking up the front porch steps after everything the day
# q% @8 t7 d! L7 t D Em
* `) N$ A% e3 j/ eHad gone all wrong or been trampled on7 v, P g$ G3 Q" k" I
G A
- p9 t( ^2 q( g- @" [And lost and thrown a-waaay
u( u) r7 q, p! N8 G% p7 k4 FD Em G A
0 Q( `8 c% C) @Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin’ bed' A; V3 C- J1 `# S6 w2 C) L9 d
D Em
6 i' r/ D+ ?5 g5 ]) Z: `* GI almost didn’t notice all the roses
1 U2 f8 ~4 T7 f3 |G A: C: K5 j ]& f4 s( T* `+ \
And the note that said...) L" P( p Y) t2 m) U; q1 o
' F4 \8 \4 [) z3 V5 m6 q3 o E
D Em+ R" T: r' G0 \2 g1 s
Our song is the slamming screen door,4 \3 H/ E* P6 ?4 {* \( o. @& N
G A* t, w- I9 W3 L7 O% J
Sneakin’ out late, tapping on your window
6 c& s& k6 y) x) I3 SD Em G
4 j; V8 G- r( s- d; OWhen you’re on the phone and you talk real slow
" l+ r; H9 E: q/ o1 o A D- `( s t1 ` K$ n' C2 d
Cause it’s late and your mama don’t know1 Y0 T$ B1 `2 a& p& K7 M
Em
& Q8 u# Y/ ^# P- _Our song is the way you laugh8 \! Y7 y4 m1 f4 |
G A! k9 c1 O% y: Y1 g* x# v4 K
The first date “man, I didn’t kiss her, but I should have”3 p" a% t; X+ ~$ U- }
Em G Em1 b2 y& E# Y) q) q! v4 \% y
And when I got home ... before I said amen
! w1 g& ?" f* T1 p G A
; K" I9 C4 e4 e0 M- c+ aAsking God if he could play it again
0 A Z6 H1 ^0 H1 k# F0 D' S$ Z. r4 U w O& h
D Em G A- _) _. \- ?( v8 p, L9 J" }
Da da da da) U1 L! k2 g# w) A1 y- m& p
D Em G A1 [& F U4 H( e P, T W- J1 O
* b0 R0 q. r7 h, ]( V
Em G
' a" e1 k' d* I* N6 e* j+ E/ YI’ve heard every album, listened to the radio( i' A' ?. {# U) `9 R5 n
D A Em
/ v+ |; C" ?+ T2 g1 Y e' JWaited for something to come along
7 q3 I; ^: U# I; Q$ X G
7 N' C) k! k/ MThat was as good as our song
5 d$ P, B9 l3 q9 h. P) n+ @5 t2 R' I+ B8 Z7 D' Y4 n
D Em
0 z, |* @6 Y: u4 Z' G' RCause our song is the slamming screen door
9 y' g8 T. L" RG A D) q3 |" |# N, u* p$ H x
Sneaking out late, tapping on his window
) h" \* N: n0 v/ u7 l5 y8 h Em G% f% s. q8 N& W7 m& U5 `
When we’re on the phone and he talks real slow
+ C: _( ~% `% [ A D" j8 D P1 H2 U
Cause it’s late and his mama don’t know4 }' A% i+ V) H6 y9 H1 i9 P
Em
. G+ n# y( B6 y* h; |! r. SOur song is the way he laughs# y E4 {$ [4 [5 f* z) @
G A
6 a" C4 L S" {. R7 X; ~7 GThe first date “man, I didn’t kiss him, and I could have”
$ t" R& a: b4 f, V8 L/ r( R8 iEm G Em4 Y! ]# ]* Q1 `, x8 h$ j) u1 ~+ P
And when I got home ... before I said amen
; B2 P6 o, K0 ?. Y7 _+ @ G A D Em G A
9 c1 v) [& ? x7 K1 p; M* C/ YAsking God if he could play it again...
' r8 Y4 H4 N& j" M : F" Y/ D8 B- ^
+ h5 O" g, R+ B) B D Em G A D Em G A
. y/ I+ s6 [/ E. }, {; u- N. _, OPlay it again... oh o yea o yea yea# j/ Z; x; n3 M" E* J* k
# i" B4 _4 i; d; B+ T D Em
! F$ y# F8 |4 U* N$ Y5 TI was riding shotgun with my hair undone% Z, X7 p& X4 P; e
G A
) h4 T: p5 {; Q! d$ x4 EIn the front seat of his car. n9 p$ D: j; R. I) M
D Em
& d- X8 E Z; A/ h! L/ k$ w+ WI, grabbed a pen and an old napkin4 @2 g! V- h: I5 Z
G
' j- x- ~5 v: l0 T# |7 bAnd I... wrote down our song--- |
發表於 2009-7-9 15:38
| 
