Houston, We've Got a Problem

Luke Combs

Tom original: F#m Capotraste: 2 Acordes: 4
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Intro

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           Em7      Cadd9           G         D/F#
This is my kinda town, this is my kinda place
                Em7          Cadd9                  G          D/F#
I wouldn't mind hangin' round for more than just a couple days
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I got a twelfth floor room with a killer view of the empty astrodome
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A tab at the bar downstairs, but all I can think about is home
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I got my new boots covered in red dirt, A don't mess with texas t-shirt
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And a Lone star postcard postmarked from missing you
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It's got the biggest sky you've ever seen, the coldest beer you'd ever drink
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But I still feel like I landed on the moon
                    Em7
'Cause it ain't got you
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Houston we got a problem
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                  Em7   Cadd9                         G         D/F#
You shoulda seen 19th street, should have seen the midnight rodeo
               Em7           Cadd9           G                  D/F#
The way them saloon doors swing when they line dance to copperhead road
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Something bout the air down here that'll make you feel the way all them cowboys do
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Oh I wish I was an outlaw, but all i can think about is you
               G                        Cadd9
I got my new boots covered in red dirt, A don't mess with texas t-shirt
         G                                        Cadd9
And a Lone star postcard postmarked from missing you
             G                                 Cadd9
It's got the biggest sky you've ever seen, the coldest beer you'd ever drink
    G                                Cadd9
But I still feel like I landed on the moon
                    Em7
'Cause it ain't got you
D/F#                   Em7   Cadd9   G   D/F#
Houston we got a problem
              G                                 Cadd9
It's got the biggest sky you've ever seen, the coldest beer you'd ever drink
    G                                Cadd9
But I still feel like I landed on the moon
                    Em7
'Cause it ain't got you
D/F#                   Em7   Cadd9   G
Houston we got a problem
D/F#                   Em7   Cadd9   G
Houston we got a problem
              Em7
We got a problem
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