Stick Season
Stimmung
Standard (E A D G B E)
Taktart
4/4
Tonart:
C
C
Kapo:
5. Bund
Schlagmuster 1
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Songtext
[Verse 1]
G G
As you promised me that I was more than all the miles
combined
Dadd11
You must've had yourself a change of heart like halfway
through the drive
Em
Because your voice trailed off exactly as you passed my
exit sign
C
Kept on drivin' straight and left our future to the right
G
Now I am stuck between my anger and the blame that I can't
face
Dadd11
And memories are somethin' even smoking weed cannot
replace
Em
And I am terrified of weather 'cause I see you when it
rains
C
Doc told me to travel,
but there's COVID on the planes
[Chorus]
G
And I love Vermont,
but it's the season of the sticks
Dadd11
And I saw your mom,
she forgot that I existed
Em
And it's half my fault,
but I just like to play the victim
C
I'll drink alcohol 'til my friends come home for Christmas
G
And I'll dream each night of some version of you
Dadd11
That I might not have,
but I did not lose
Em
Now you're tire tracks and one pair of shoes
C
And I'm split in half,
Dadd11 G
but that'll have to do
[Verse 2]
G
So I thought that if I piled something good on all my bad
Dadd11
That I could cancel out the darkness I inherited from Dad
No,
Em
I am no longer funny 'cause I miss the way you laugh
C
You once called me "forever,
" now you still can't call me back
[Chorus]
G
And I love Vermont,
but it's the season of the sticks
Dadd11
And I saw your mom,
she forgot that I existed
Em
And it's half my fault,
but I just like to play the victim
C
I'll drink alcohol 'til my friends come home for Christmas
G
And I'll dream each night of some version of you
Dadd11
That I might not have,
but I did not lose
Em
Now you're tire tracks and one pair of shoes
C
And I'm split in half,
Dadd11 G
but that'll have to do
[Bridge]
Dadd11
Oh, that'll have to do
Em
My other half was you
C
I hope this pain's just passin' through
Dadd11
But I doubt it
[Chorus]
G
Ay, I love Vermont,
but it's the season of the sticks
Dadd11
And I saw your mom,
she forgot that I existed
Em
And it's half my fault,
but I just like to play the victim
C
I'll drink alcohol 'til my friends come home for Christmas
G
And I'll dream each night of some version of you
Dadd11
That I might not have,
but I did not lose
Em
Now you're tire tracks and one pair of shoes
C
And I'm split in half,
Dadd11 C
but that'll have to do Have to do
Takte
[Verse 1]
| G | - | G | - |
| Dadd11 | - | Em | - |
| C | - | G | - |
| Dadd11 | - | Em | - |
| C | - |
As you promised me that I was more than all the miles
combined
You must've had yourself a change of heart like halfway
through the drive
Because your voice trailed off exactly as you passed my
exit sign
Kept on drivin' straight and left our future to the right
Now I am stuck between my anger and the blame that I can't
face
And memories are somethin' even smoking weed cannot
replace
And I am terrified of weather 'cause I see you when it
rains
Doc told me to travel,
but there's COVID on the planes
[Chorus]
| G | - |
| Dadd11 | - | Em | - |
| C | - | G | - |
| Dadd11 | - | Em | - |
| C | Dadd11 | G | - |
And I love Vermont,
but it's the season of the sticks
And I saw your mom,
she forgot that I existed
And it's half my fault,
but I just like to play the victim
I'll drink alcohol 'til my friends come home for Christmas
And I'll dream each night of some version of you
That I might not have,
but I did not lose
Now you're tire tracks and one pair of shoes
And I'm split in half,
but that'll have to do
[Verse 2]
| G | - | Dadd11 | - |
| Em | - | C | - |
So I thought that if I piled something good on all my bad
That I could cancel out the darkness I inherited from Dad
No,
I am no longer funny 'cause I miss the way you laugh
You once called me "forever,
" now you still can't call me back
[Chorus]
| G | - | Dadd11 | - |
| Em | - | C | - |
| G | - | Dadd11 | - |
| Em | - | C | Dadd11 |
| G | - |
And I love Vermont,
but it's the season of the sticks
And I saw your mom,
she forgot that I existed
And it's half my fault,
but I just like to play the victim
I'll drink alcohol 'til my friends come home for Christmas
And I'll dream each night of some version of you
That I might not have,
but I did not lose
Now you're tire tracks and one pair of shoes
And I'm split in half,
but that'll have to do
[Bridge]
| Dadd11 | - |
| Em | - | C | Dadd11 |
Oh, that'll have to do
My other half was you
I hope this pain's just passin' through
But I doubt it
[Chorus]
| G | - | Dadd11 | - |
| Em | - | C | - |
| G | - | Dadd11 | - |
| Em | - | C | Dadd11 |
| - | C |
Ay, I love Vermont,
but it's the season of the sticks
And I saw your mom,
she forgot that I existed
And it's half my fault,
but I just like to play the victim
I'll drink alcohol 'til my friends come home for Christmas
And I'll dream each night of some version of you
That I might not have,
but I did not lose
Now you're tire tracks and one pair of shoes
And I'm split in half,
but that'll have to do Have to do
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