Houston, We've Got a Problem
Luke Combs
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[Intro] Em7 Cadd9 G D/F#Em7 Cadd9 G D/F#Em7 Cadd9 This is my kinda town, this is myG D/F# kinda placeEm7 Cadd9 I wouldn't mind hangin' round forG D/F# more than just a couple daysEm7 I got a twelfth floor room with aCadd9 G killer view of the empty astrodomeD/F#Em7 Cadd9 A tab at the bar downstairs, butD/F# all I can think about is homeG I got my new boots covered in redCadd9 dirt, A don't mess with texas t-shirtG And a Lone star postcard postmarkedCadd9 from missing youG It's got the biggest sky you'veCadd9 ever seen, the coldest beer you'd ever drinkG But I still feel like I landed onCadd9 the moonEm7 'Cause it ain't got youContinúa después del anuncioD/F# Houston we got a problem( Em7 Cadd9 G D/F# )Em7 Cadd9 You shoulda seen 19th street,G D/F# should have seen the midnight rodeoEm7 Cadd9 The way them saloon doors swingG D/F# when they line dance to copperhead roadEm7 Something bout the air down hereCadd9 G that'll make you feel the way allD/F# them cowboys doEm7 Cadd9 Oh I wish I was an outlaw, but allD/F# i can think about is youG I got my new boots covered in redCadd9 dirt, A don't mess with texas t-shirtG And a Lone star postcard postmarkedCadd9 from missing youG It's got the biggest sky you'veCadd9 ever seen, the coldest beer you'd ever drinkG But I still feel like I landed onCadd9 the moonEm7 'Cause it ain't got youD/F# Em7 Houston we got a problemCadd9 G D/F#G It's got the biggest sky you'veCadd9 ever seen, the coldest beer you'd ever drinkG But I still feel like I landed onCadd9 the moonEm7 'Cause it ain't got youD/F# Em7 Houston we got a problemCadd9 GD/F# Em7 Houston we got a problemCadd9 GEm7 We got a problem