Ghost Town Acordes

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
E         C#m7
 Windows down
  Asus2
Cruisin' 'round singin' every song they know
E                      C#m7
 'Cause they're still young
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Just tryna live it up 'til the blood runs cold
 
 
[Pre-Chorus]
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And I can't count all these stories I've heard from family before me
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How they'd backroad drink and wind up lost amongst the trees
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Lettin' go of these roots has let this damn world grow so weak
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God, the things I'd do to lift this ghost town  off  its knees
 
 
[Chorus]
          C#m7    Asus2
Remember days
      E                  Bsus4
When you could go roll around
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Crank a little George Strait and know every face in this town
          C#m7    Asus2
Remember days
           E                    Bsus2
A helping hand could always be found
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Ice cold beer and baseball games were always common ground
 
 
[Instrumental]
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[Verse 2]
E        C#m7
 Summer days
 Asus2
Mid-creek swimmin' and baling hay
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 When Sunday came
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You sit around the table and say your grace
 
 
[Pre-Chorus]
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It's where my grandfather always told me to think 'fore I speak
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Hell, that's probably why he's a man I strive to be
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Lettin' go of these roots has let this damn world grow so weak
 C#m7                Asus2            E    F#5  G#5  B5    C#m
God, the things I'd do to lift this ghost town  off  its knees
 
 
[Chorus]
          C#m7    Asus2
Remember days
      E                  Bsus4
When you could go roll around
  C#m7                   Asus2          E                 Bsus4
Crank a little George Strait and know every face in this town
          C#m7    Asus2
Remember days
           E                    Bsus2
A helping hand could always be found
C#m7               Asus2              E               Bsus4
Ice cold beer and baseball games were always common ground
 
 
[Instrumental]
| E    C#m7  | Asus2  |
 
 
[Outro]
E         C#m7
 Windows down
  Asus2
Cruisin' 'round singin' every song that I know
E                  C#m7
 'Cause I'm still young
               Asus2
And I'm just tryna live it up 'fore my blood runs cold
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