Houston, We've Got a Problem

Luke Combs

  • Cadd9*
    2
  • D/F#*
    2
  • Em7*
    2
  • G*
    2
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[Intro] Em7 Cadd9 G D/F#
Em7 Cadd9 G D/F#
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
Em7 Cadd9 G D/F# I got a twelfth floor room with a killer view of the empty astrodome
Em7 Cadd9 D/F# A tab at the bar downstairs, but all I can think about is home
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
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D/F# Houston we got a problem
( Em7 Cadd9 G D/F# )
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
Em7 Cadd9 G D/F# Something bout the air down here that'll make you feel the way all them cowboys do
Em7 Cadd9 D/F# 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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