Miami Morgan Wallen

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188
Afinación Estándar (E A D G B E)
Compás 4/4
Tonalidad: F#m
Cejilla:
Sin cejilla
Rasgueo 1

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Letra

[Intro]
| F#m7 - | Bm7 C#m7 | F#m7 - | Bm7 C#m7 |
| F#m7 - | Bm7 C#m7 | F#m7 - |

[Verse 1]
Bm7
C#m7        F#m7                     Bm7 C#m7
    It gets cold in Tennessee in January
       F#m7
I done tagged out all my bucks
          Bm7           C#m7
Sweatin', no one seein' ducks
             F#m7                           Bm7 C#m7
Thought that I   could use some out the ordinary
           F#m7
Trade them pine trees for a palm
       Bm7              C#m7
By the ocean, peace and calm
     F#m7                       Bm7
So I bought a seat and caught a bus
C#m7               F#m7
Headed straight to South Beach
              Bm7
And there she was
  C#m7          F#m7
Savannah in her accent
            Bm7    C#m7
Coconut and Captain
           F#m7
And by the end of the day
        Bm7               C#m7     A/D
She was beggin' me to stay    in Miami

[Chorus]
                 C#m7
It ain't nothin' like where I'm from, oh
A/D
   Yeah,
                C#m7                 A/D
I can't keep my gun in my truck in Miami
                   C#m7
They don't know my name at these bars
A/D                   C#m7               A/D
   And you can't even see any stars in Miami
             C#m7                  A/D
You got me MIA   for a couple days now
                     C#m7                 A/D
But it don't hit the same as my Tennessee town
                   C#m7
Except for gettin' sand in my boots
        A/D
Ask yourself,
                    C#m7                 A/D  C#m7
"What the hell is a redneck gon' do in Miami?"

[Post-Chorus]
A/D C#m7  A/D C#m7
        Miami

[Verse 2]
A/D
C#m7              F#m7                                Bm7 C#m7
    That sun went down and then she dragged me to the city
          F#m7
Took some elevator up,
         Bm7            C#m7
now it's whiskey in the club
        F#m7                      Bm7      C#m7
And she dancin' with her body up against me
            F#m7
There ain't no  out to these skirts,
         Bm7                  C#m7     A/D
but they still got some curves    in Miami

[Chorus]
                 C#m7
It ain't nothin' like where I'm from, oh
A/D
   Yeah,
                C#m7                 A/D
I can't keep my gun in my truck in Miami
                   C#m7
They don't know my name at these bars
A/D                   C#m7               A/D
   And you can't even see any stars in Miami
             C#m7                  A/D
You got me MIA   for a couple days now
                     C#m7                 A/D
But it don't hit the same as my Tennessee town
                   C#m7
Except for gettin' sand in my boots
        A/D
Ask yourself,
                    C#m7                 A/D  C#m7
"What the hell is a redneck gon' do in Miami?"

[Post-Chorus]
A/D C#m7  A/D C#m7
        Miami

[Interlude]
A/D C#m7
        Yeah,
           A/D                        C#m7
and then I bought a seat and caught a bus
            A/D                     C#m7
Honestly, a part of me was still in love
                   A/D
With Havana in her accent
            C#m7
Coconut and Captain
                Bm11
Swear it almost happened
               C#m7
Damn, I almost stayed my ass in

[Chorus]
A/D                 C#m7
   It ain't nothin' like where I'm from,
oh
A/D
   Yeah,
                C#m7                 A/D
I can't keep my gun in my truck in Miami
                   C#m7
They don't know my name at these bars
A/D                   C#m7               A/D
   And you can't even see any stars in Miami
             C#m7                  A/D
You got me MIA   for a couple days now
                     C#m7                 A/D
But it don't hit the same as my Tennessee town
                   C#m7
Except for gettin' sand in my boots
        A/D
Ask yourself,
                    C#m7                 A/D  C#m7
"What the hell is a redneck gon' do in Miami?"

[Outro]
A/D C#m7  A/D C#m7 A/D C#m7
        Miami

Compases

[Intro]
| F#m7 - | Bm7 C#m7 | F#m7 - | Bm7 C#m7 |
| F#m7 - | Bm7 C#m7 | F#m7 - |

[Verse 1]
                             | Bm7 C#m7 |
| F#m7 - | Bm7 C#m7 | F#m7 - | Bm7 C#m7 |
| F#m7 - | Bm7 C#m7 | F#m7 - | Bm7 C#m7 |
| F#m7 - | Bm7 C#m7 | F#m7 - | Bm7 C#m7 |
| F#m7 - | Bm7 C#m7 | F#m7 - | Bm7 C#m7 |
| A/D  - |

It gets cold in Tennessee in January
I done tagged out all my bucks
Sweatin', no one seein' ducks
Thought that I   could use some out the ordinary
Trade them pine trees for a palm
By the ocean, peace and calm
So I bought a seat and caught a bus
Headed straight to South Beach
And there she was
Savannah in her accent
Coconut and Captain
And by the end of the day
She was beggin' me to stay    in Miami

[Chorus]
      | C#m7 | A/D | C#m7 |
| A/D | C#m7 | A/D | C#m7 |
| A/D | C#m7 | A/D | C#m7 |
| A/D | C#m7 | A/D | C#m7 |
| A/D | C#m7 |

It ain't nothin' like where I'm from, oh
Yeah,
I can't keep my gun in my truck in Miami
They don't know my name at these bars
And you can't even see any stars in Miami
You got me MIA   for a couple days now
But it don't hit the same as my Tennessee town
Except for gettin' sand in my boots
Ask yourself,
"What the hell is a redneck gon' do in Miami?"

[Post-Chorus]
             | A/D | C#m7 |
| A/D | C#m7 |

Miami

[Verse 2]
                    | A/D  - | C#m7 -    |
| F#m7 - | Bm7 C#m7 | F#m7 - | Bm7  C#m7 |
| F#m7 - | Bm7 C#m7 | F#m7 - | Bm7  C#m7 |
| A/D  - |

That sun went down and then she dragged me to the city
Took some elevator up,
now it's whiskey in the club
And she dancin' with her body up against me
There ain't no  out to these skirts,
but they still got some curves    in Miami

[Chorus]
      | C#m7 | A/D | C#m7 |
| A/D | C#m7 | A/D | C#m7 |
| A/D | C#m7 | A/D | C#m7 |
| A/D | C#m7 | A/D | C#m7 |
| A/D | C#m7 |

It ain't nothin' like where I'm from, oh
Yeah,
I can't keep my gun in my truck in Miami
They don't know my name at these bars
And you can't even see any stars in Miami
You got me MIA   for a couple days now
But it don't hit the same as my Tennessee town
Except for gettin' sand in my boots
Ask yourself,
"What the hell is a redneck gon' do in Miami?"

[Post-Chorus]
             | A/D | C#m7 |
| A/D | C#m7 |

Miami

[Interlude]
             | A/D  | C#m7 |
| A/D | C#m7 | A/D  | C#m7 |
| A/D | C#m7 | Bm11 | C#m7 |

Yeah,
and then I bought a seat and caught a bus
Honestly, a part of me was still in love
With Havana in her accent
Coconut and Captain
Swear it almost happened
Damn, I almost stayed my ass in

[Chorus]
| A/D | C#m7 | A/D | C#m7 |
| A/D | C#m7 | A/D | C#m7 |
| A/D | C#m7 | A/D | C#m7 |
| A/D | C#m7 | A/D | C#m7 |
| A/D | C#m7 |

It ain't nothin' like where I'm from,
oh
Yeah,
I can't keep my gun in my truck in Miami
They don't know my name at these bars
And you can't even see any stars in Miami
You got me MIA   for a couple days now
But it don't hit the same as my Tennessee town
Except for gettin' sand in my boots
Ask yourself,
"What the hell is a redneck gon' do in Miami?"

[Outro]
             | A/D | C#m7 |
| A/D | C#m7 | A/D | C#m7 |

Miami

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