Transpose up
(VER)
Been playin’
F#
twenty questions with twenty-four cans
F#
24/7 ’til I understand
I s
B
ent a prayer up for a helpin’ hand
But it musta got stopped by the ceilin fan
I’m
D#m
starin’ at in this
C#
half-full
bed
Lookin’ for a r
B
eason that I
G#m7
ain’t found yet
(CHO)
I know
B
how a goodbye sounds
When it’s pedal
D#m7
down in taillight glow
I know
B
what she said and
I won’t forget where
D#m
she told me to g
C#
o
But, hell,
F#
ever since them Goodyears
Pulled right
B
out my dead grass d
D#m7
rive
It’s been
B
nights that start with whiskey
And days that end in “w
F#
hy”
F#
(VER)
Like w
F#
hy she finally threw in the towel
With her makeup bag and her hand-me-down ear
B
rings
And why she never felt the need
To tell me what I did, why she packed her things
And
D#m
why she left me searchin’
At the bo
C#
ttom of this bourbon
(CHO)
I know
B
how a goodbye sounds
When it’s pedal
D#m7
down in taillight glow
I know
B
what she said and
I won’t forget where
D#m
she told me to g
C#
o
But, hell,
F#
ever since them Goodyears
Pulled right
B
out my dead grass d
D#m7
rive
It’s been
B
nights that start with whiskey
And days that end in “w
F#
hy”
F#
(BREAK)
Whether it’s them “
C#
damn, I miss you” Tuesdays
That k
D#m
eep me up all night
Or them “t
B
ake me way back” Wednesdays
That d
G#m
rift back through my mind
(CHO)
I know
B
how a goodbye sounds
When it’s pedal
D#m7
down in taillight glow
I know
B
what she said and
I won’t forget where
D#m
she told me to g
C#
o
But, hell,
F#
ever since them Goodyears
Pulled right
B
out my dead grass d
D#m7
rive
It’s been
B
nights that start with whiskey
And days that end in “w
F#
hy”
F#
