Cowboy Boots
Macklemore
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G Cadd9 C D e[ 3 3 0 2 b[ 3 3 1 3 g[ 0 0 2 2D[ 0 2 0 0 a[ 2 3 3 0E[ 3 - - - [Intro 1]G C GG D G [Verse 1]G G And we drink and get olderC C And some of us even try to get soberG Now here's to the assholes and theG last callsD Well, city kids, you get what youD ask for [Pre-Chorus]G And acquaintances turn to friends,G I hope those friends they remember meC Hold the night for ransom as weC kidnap the memoriesG Not sure there is a way toG express what you meant to me D N.C. Sit around a table and use those years as the centerpiece [Chorus]G Cadd9 G Sounds of the city on Capitol HillC C Where I question if what I'm seeing here is realG Cadd9 G Cowboy boots doing lines at the barD Where the time goes slow whenD you're drinking PBRG Cadd9 G Sounds of the city on Capitol HillC C Where I question if what I'm seeing here is realG Cadd9 G Cowboy boots doing lines at the barD Where the time goes slow when you're drinking PBR [Verse 1]G C Hold on to what you were,G forget what you're notG The streets were ours that summer,D G at least those two blocksContinúa después del anuncioG Reminisce on those days, IC G guess that's okay,G you wonder why, Some grow up, moveG on, close the chapter, live separate livesG G The twenty-something confusion before the suit and tieC Strangers become mistakes butC those mistakes made you feel aliveG G Hindsight is vibrant, reality: rarely litD Memory's a collage pasted toD the glue that barely sticksG G Good Lord, they broke all my shieldsC C Locked bathroom doors, graffiti, and high heelsG Until you felt that altitude youG don't know how high feelsC Party mountain, some don't everC come down from around here,G G To be young again, I guess it's relativeC C The camel lights, the whiskey rye, sink into the skinG G I fantasize about a second windD Grow a moustache, pick up anotherD bad habit and let the games begin [Chorus]G Cadd9 G Sounds of the city on Capitol HillC C Where I question if what I'm seeing here is realG Cadd9 G Cowboy boots doing lines at the barD Where the time goes slow whenD you're drinking PBRG Cadd9 G Sounds of the city on Capitol HillC C Where I question if what I'm seeing here is realG Cadd9 G Cowboy boots doing lines at the barD Where the time goes slow whenD you're drinking PBR [Verse 2]G C So here's to the nights, dancing with the bandG Strangers into girlfriends fromD a one night standG Brought a little liquor and turn upC the Johnny CashG You could bring a receipt to HeavenD but you cannot take it backG And this is life, this is real,C even when it feels like it isn'tG I'd be a Goddamn liar to say atD times I didn't miss itG C So deuces, I turn my back as I walk into the distance G N.C. Dip my feet in every once in a while, just to say I visit [Bridge]G G Come and hold onto these nightsC Try to find our way home by theC street lightG G Over time you figure out this is me, right?D Learn a lot about your friendsD right around two A.M [Pre-Chorus]G And acquaintances turn to friends,G I hope those friends they remember meC Hold the night for ransom as weC kidnap the memoriesG Not sure there is a way toG express what you meant to me D N.C. Sit around a table and use those years as the centerpiece [Chorus]G Cadd9 G Sounds of the city on Capitol HillC C Where I question if what I'm seeing here is realG Cadd9 G Cowboy boots doing lines at the barD Where the time goes slow whenD you're drinking PBR [Solo] (trumpet)G GC CG G N.C.G GC CG GD D [Solo 2] (Piano)G C GG D GG C GG D GG C GG D GG C GG D G