Summer Of 89
Butch Walker
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(início)
A D D A o-oh-ooohh A E E A o-oh-ooohh
verse 1
A Changing strings, D And banging on things A E A couple of girls from the school A Would listen to KISS D With rockets for fist A E A Acting like Saturdays fool A Learned how to smoke, D Told dirty jokes A E Talked about loose girls from Rome A I made out with most of them D So I raised a toast to them A E A Especially now that I'm old
pre-chorus 1
D A E And they're 45 with husbands who don't like their wives D A E 3 or 4 kids, make enough to survive D In their paper mill jobs A While their teen heartthrobs E Are playing in bands E Or they're dead
chorus 1
A Can I go back to when D I was the winner A Way before the rain came E And washed away the sinners A Everyone was something and D E Nothing was done right or wrong-ooh
intro riff 2
A D D A o-oh-ooohh A E E A o-oh-ooohh
verse 2
A D Smothering the cover of a '69 summer A E Played through a speaker of fuzz A D Nobody knew bryan adams wasn't cool A E A The TV just told me he was A D Always heard the sound get me out of this town A E Resonating clear on my head A D Chuck ran away with our gear and the drugs A E A I'm pretty sure that he's dead
pre-chorus 2
D Or he's 46 and alone, A E Cast the heaviest stone, D Suburban cover band A E playing bad to the bone D In a bath tub of meth A You can smell your own death E you know when you can't look the past in the eye
chorus 2
A Can I just go back to when D I was the winner A Way before the rain came E And washed away the sinners A Everyone was something D E And I could never do any wrong
intro riff 3
A D D A o-oh-ooohh A E E A o-oh-ooohh
N.C or use these chords heavily muted for verse 3
A Went back to the woods D Where I hid all my goods A E In a rusted out cadillac door A we all get nostalgic D And fall for the hat trick A E A Of thinking it'll be like before
bridge
A Like the football jocks G Trying to please their pops A G And the stoners aping everything their bad uncles taught A And the teachers who cared G More than I ever knew, A And knew I played clubs G Let me sleep through school A And my day job boss G Who wrote it up as a loss A G But let me leave when i wanted and I never got caught A Sleeping out on the field G In the back of my truck A Breaking into the bars G Steal the beer and getting fucked A G By a girl twice my age, making minimum wage A But the tan lines were good G And she had a good face A Is this what I've become A Is this all I've become A When do I become (x6)
chorus 3
A I want to go back to when D I was the winner A Way before the rain came E And washed away the sinners A Everyone was someone and D E And I could never do any wrong
intro riff 4
A D D A o-oh-ooohh A E E A o-oh-ooohh
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