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Chords used: D,A,Em,G
i', a bit unsure on the ending of the chorus, the 'but when i got home' part, but
apart from that i think that it sounds prety much spot on! :) enjoy!!!
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D,A,Em,G x2
D A Em G
I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car
D Em
Heâs got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel
G A
The other on my heart
D Em
I look around, turn the radio down
G A
He says baby is something wrong?
D Em G A
I say nothing I was just thinking how we donât have a song
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And he says...
D Em
Our song is the slamming screen door,
G A
Sneakinâ out late, tapping on your window
D Em G
When youâre on the phone and you talk real slow
A D
Cause itâs late and your mama donât know
Em
Our song is the way you laugh
G A
The first date âman, I didnât kiss her, but I should haveâ
Em G Em
And when I got home ... before I said amen
G A
Asking God if he could play it again
D Em G A
D Em G A
I was walking up the front porch steps after everything the day
D Em
Had gone all wrong or been trampled on
G A
And lost and thrown a-waaay
D Em G A
Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovinâ bed
D Em
I almost didnât notice all the roses
G A
And the note that said...
D Em
Our song is the slamming screen door,
G A
Sneakinâ out late, tapping on your window
D Em G
When youâre on the phone and you talk real slow
A D
Cause itâs late and your mama donât know
Em
Our song is the way you laugh
G A
The first date âman, I didnât kiss her, but I should haveâ
Em G Em
And when I got home ... before I said amen
G A
Asking God if he could play it again
D Em G A
Da da da da
D Em G A
Em G
Iâve heard every album, listened to the radio
D A Em
Waited for something to come along
G
That was as good as our song
D Em
Cause our song is the slamming screen door
G A D
Sneaking out late, tapping on his window
Em G
When weâre on the phone and he talks real slow
A D
Cause itâs late and his mama donât know
Em
Our song is the way he laughs
G A
The first date âman, I didnât kiss him, and I could haveâ
Em G Em
And when I got home ... before I said amen
G A D Em G A
Asking God if he could play it again...
D Em G A D Em G A
Play it again... oh o yea o yea yea
D Em
I was riding shotgun with my hair undone
G A
In the front seat of his car
D Em
I, grabbed a pen and an old napkin
G
And I... wrote down our song---
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