Where I Find God Larry Fleet

Where I Find God

Larry Fleet

Catherine

1260
0:00 3:53
Afinación Medio tono abajo (Eb Ab Db Gb Bb Eb)
Compás 4/4
Tonalidad: B
Cejilla:
Traste 5
Rasgueo 1

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Letra

[Intro]
| F# | - | - | - |

[Verse 1]
     F#
That night I hit rock bottom,
B                     F#
sittin' on an old barstool
He paid my tab and put me in a cab,
B                 F#
 he didn't have to
             B
But he could see I was hurtin', oh,
                       F#
I wish I'd got his name
               C#
Cause I didn't feel worth savin',
B
 but he saved me just the same

[Verse 2]
F# B
F#         F#                            B
  And that day out on the water when the fish just wouldn't
    F#
bite
I put my pole down floated around,
B                    F#
 it was just so quiet
        B                                        F#
I could hear my old man sayin' "Son just be still
          C#                  B
You can't find peace like this in a bottle or a pill"

[Chorus]
F# B       F#
    From a bar stool to that Evinrude
Sunday mornin' in a church pew
     B
In a deer stand or a hay field
An interstate back to Nashville
     F#
In a Chevrolet with the windows down
Me and him just ridin' around
    B
Sometimes,
            D#m         C#        B
whether I'm lookin' for him or not
                   F#
That's where I find  God

[Verse 3]
F#
Sometimes late at night,
B                  F#
 I lie there and listen
To the sound of her heart beatin'
         B                        F#
And that song the crickets are singin'
            B
And I don't know what they're sayin'
                               F#
But it sounds like a hymn to me
      C#
Now I ain't too good at prayin'
B
 But thanks for everything

[Chorus]
F# B       F#
    From a bar stool, to that Evinrude
Sunday mornin' in a church pew
     B
In a deer stand or a hay field
An interstate back to Nashville
     F#
In a Chevrolet with the windows down
Me and him just ridin' around
    B
Sometimes,
            D#m         C#        B
whether I'm lookin' for him or not
                   F#
That's where I find  God
       F#
From a bar stool, to that Evinrude
Sunday mornin' in a church pew
     B
In a deer stand or a hay field
An interstate back to Nashville
     F#
In a Chevrolet with the windows down
Me and him just ridin' around
   B          D#m   C#        B
Talkin', well I  do that a lot
      D#m   C#     B
Well, I  do that a lot
                         F#
Cause that's where I find  God

Compases

[Intro]
| F# | - | - | - |

[Verse 1]
| F# - | B F# | -  - | B  F# |
| B  - | - -  | F# - | C# -  |
| B  - |

That night I hit rock bottom,
sittin' on an old barstool
He paid my tab and put me in a cab,
he didn't have to
But he could see I was hurtin', oh,
I wish I'd got his name
Cause I didn't feel worth savin',
but he saved me just the same

[Verse 2]
           | F# - - B | F# - -  - | F# - - - |
| B - F# - | -  - - - | B  - F# - | B  - - - |
| - - -  - | F# - - - | C# - -  - | B  - - - |

And that day out on the water when the fish just wouldn't
bite
I put my pole down floated around,
it was just so quiet
I could hear my old man sayin' "Son just be still
You can't find peace like this in a bottle or a pill"

[Chorus]
| F#  -  - B | F# - -  - | - - - - | B - - - |
| -   -  - - | F# - -  - | - - - - | B - - - |
| D#m C# B - | -  - F# - | - - - - | - -

From a bar stool to that Evinrude
Sunday mornin' in a church pew
In a deer stand or a hay field
An interstate back to Nashville
In a Chevrolet with the windows down
Me and him just ridin' around
Sometimes,
whether I'm lookin' for him or not
That's where I find  God

[Verse 3]
                          F# |
| - B | F# -  | - B  | F# B  |
| - - | -  F# | - C# | -  B  |
| -

Sometimes late at night,
I lie there and listen
To the sound of her heart beatin'
And that song the crickets are singin'
And I don't know what they're sayin'
But it sounds like a hymn to me
Now I ain't too good at prayin'
But thanks for everything

[Chorus]
       F#  -  | - B F# - | -  - - - | -   -  B - |
| -  - -   -  | - - F# - | -  - - - | -   -  B - |
| -  - D#m C# | B - -  - | F# - - - | -   -  - - |
| F# - -   -  | - - -  - | B  - - - | -   -  - - |
| F# - -   -  | - - -  - | B  - - - | D#m C# B - |
| -  - D#m C# | B - -  - | F# - - - |

From a bar stool, to that Evinrude
Sunday mornin' in a church pew
In a deer stand or a hay field
An interstate back to Nashville
In a Chevrolet with the windows down
Me and him just ridin' around
Sometimes,
whether I'm lookin' for him or not
That's where I find  God
From a bar stool, to that Evinrude
Sunday mornin' in a church pew
In a deer stand or a hay field
An interstate back to Nashville
In a Chevrolet with the windows down
Me and him just ridin' around
Talkin', well I  do that a lot
Well, I  do that a lot
Cause that's where I find  God

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