C#m B A E 2x
Verse 1
E
Ain’t it funny how some things take you back?
C#m
And the here and now just fades to black
A
When I pull that blue tarp off of that time machine
B
Man, it hits me
E
Seventeen years old running on dumb luckaa
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Spent the whole damn summer,.-
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Living in that truck
A
Them old tires still covered in that mud
A
Like it sticks with me, in my blood
B A B A
When life was nothing more than living for the night
B A B A C#m
Just trying to steal a kiss on a tailgate of that ride
B A
Good old days don’t wash away
A
Just like that Georgia Clay
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Verse 2
E
Only one of my friends with a Fake I.D.
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It made the hometown celebrity
A
Used to put her in park in a vacant lot
A
And I still can’t believe we never got caught
B A B A
When life was nothing more than living for the night
B A B A C#m
Just trying to steal a kiss on a tailgate of that ride
B A
Good old days don’t wash away
A
Just like that Georgia clay
C#m B A B A
Bridge
A C#m B A B A
All over everything, every last memory
C#m B A B F#
F# A
Man it’s all coming back to me…
B A E
B A E
Ain’t it funny how some things take you back?
B A B A
When life was nothing more than living for the night
B A B A C#m
Just trying to steal a kiss on a tailgate of that ride
B A
Good old days don’t wash away
C#m B A
Man, some things they just don’t change
A
Just like that Georgia clay
C#m B A E
E C#m B A E
All over everything, every last memory,
C#m B A E
E C#m B A E
It’s all coming back to me