לשיר זה עוד אין מצב נגינה אינטרקטיבית לחצו כאן בכדי לזרז את ההוספה שלו - מה זה בכלל?
אקורדים: Our Song
| D | Em | G | A |
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DEmGA
I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car
DEm
He’s got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel
GA
The other on my heart
DEm
I look around, turn the radio down
GA
He says baby is something wrong?
DEmGA
I say nothing I was just thinking how we don’t have a song
And he says...
DEm
Our song is the slamming screen door,
GA
Sneakin’ out late, tapping on your window
DEmG
When we’re on the phone and you talk real slow
AD
Cause it’s late and your mama don’t know
Em
Our song is the way you laugh
GA
The first date “man, I didn’t kiss her, but I should have”
EmAEm
And when I got home ... before I said amen
DG
Asking God if he could play it again
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DEmGA
I was walking up the front porch steps after everything that day
DEm
Had gone all wrong or been trampled on
GA
And lost and thrown away
DEmGA
Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin’ bed
DEm
I almost didn’t notice all the roses
GA
And the note that said...
DEm
Our song is the slamming screen door,
GA
Sneakin’ out late, tapping on your window
DEmG
When we’re on the phone and you talk real slow
AD
Cause it’s late and your mama don’t know
Em
Our song is the way you laugh
GA
The first date “man, I didn’t kiss her, but I should have”
EmAEm
And when I got home ... before I said amen
DG
Asking God if he could play it again
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Da da da da
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EmG
I’ve heard every album, listened to the radio
DAEm
Waited for something to come along
G
That was as good as our song
DEm
Cause our song is the slamming screen door
GAD
Sneaking out late, tapping on his window
EmG
When we’re on the phone and he talks real slow
AD
Cause it’s late and his mama don’t know
Em
Our song is the way he laughs
GA
The first date “man, I didn’t kiss him, and I could have”
EmAEm
And when I got home ... before I said amen
DGDEmGA
Asking God if he could play it again...
DEmGADEmGA
Play it again... Ho yea ho yea
DEm
I was riding shotgun with my hair undone
GA
In the front seat of his car
DEm
I grabbed a pen and an old napkin
G
And I... wrote down our song