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[Intro 1]
G C G
G D G
[Verse 1]
G G
And we drink and get older
C C
And some of us even try to get sober
G G
Now here's to the assholes and the last calls
D D
Well, city kids, you get what you ask for
[Pre-Chorus]
G G
And acquaintances turn to friends, I hope those friends they remember me
C C
Hold the night for ransom as we kidnap the memories
G G
Not sure there is a way to 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 Hill
C C
Where I question if what I'm seeing here is real
G Cadd9 G
Cowboy boots doing lines at the bar
D D
Where the time goes slow when you're drinking PBR
G Cadd9 G
Sounds of the city on Capitol Hill
C C
Where I question if what I'm seeing here is real
G Cadd9 G
Cowboy boots doing lines at the bar
D
Where the time goes slow when you're drinking PBR
[Verse 1]
G C G
Hold on to what you were, forget what you're not
G D G
The streets were ours that summer, at least those two blocks
G C G
Reminisce on those days, I guess that's okay,
G G
you wonder why, Some grow up, move on, close the chapter, live separate lives
G G
The twenty-something confusion before the suit and tie
C C
Strangers become mistakes but those mistakes made you feel alive
G G
Hindsight is vibrant, reality: rarely lit
D D
Memory's a collage pasted to the glue that barely sticks
G G
Good Lord, they broke all my shields
C C
Locked bathroom doors, graffiti, and high heels
G G
Until you felt that altitude you don't know how high feels
C C
Party mountain, some don't ever come down from around here,
G G
To be young again, I guess it's relative
C C
The camel lights, the whiskey rye, sink into the skin
G G
I fantasize about a second wind
D D
Grow a moustache, pick up another bad habit and let the games begin
[Chorus]
G Cadd9 G
Sounds of the city on Capitol Hill
C C
Where I question if what I'm seeing here is real
G Cadd9 G
Cowboy boots doing lines at the bar
D D
Where the time goes slow when you're drinking PBR
G Cadd9 G
Sounds of the city on Capitol Hill
C C
Where I question if what I'm seeing here is real
G Cadd9 G
Cowboy boots doing lines at the bar
D D
Where the time goes slow when you're drinking PBR
[Verse 2]
G C
So here's to the nights, dancing with the band
G D
Strangers into girlfriends from a one night stand
G C
Brought a little liquor and turn up the Johnny Cash
G D
You could bring a receipt to Heaven but you cannot take it back
G C
And this is life, this is real, even when it feels like it isn't
G D
I'd be a Goddamn liar to say at times I didn't miss it
G 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 nights
C C
Try to find our way home by the street light
G G
Over time you figure out this is me, right?
D D
Learn a lot about your friends right around two A.M
[Pre-Chorus]
G G
And acquaintances turn to friends, I hope those friends they remember me
C C
Hold the night for ransom as we kidnap the memories
G G
Not sure there is a way to 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 Hill
C C
Where I question if what I'm seeing here is real
G Cadd9 G
Cowboy boots doing lines at the bar
D D
Where the time goes slow when you're drinking PBR
[Solo] (trumpet)
G G
C C
G G
N.C.
G G
C C
G G
D D
[Solo 2] (Piano)
G C G
G D G
G C G
G D G
G C G
G D G
G C G
G D G
