Ghost Town Sam Barber

Ghost Town

Sam Barber

Echo

171
0:00 2:37
Afinación Medio tono abajo (Eb Ab Db Gb Bb Eb)
Compás 4/4
Tonalidad: Eb
Cejilla:
Sin cejilla
Rasgueo 1

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Letra

[Verse 1]
Eb Cm7 Absus2 Eb Cm7
Absus2
Eb        Cm7
  Windows down
Absus2
Cruisin' 'round singin' every song they know
Eb                       Cm7
  'Cause they're still young
     Absus2                                   Cm7 Absus2
Just tryna live it up 'til the blood runs cold

[Bridge]
Eb
Bbadd11      Cm7                          Absus2
       And I can't count all these stories      I've heard
     Eb            Bbadd11
from family before me
Cm7                      Absus2                Eb
How they'd backroad drink      and wind up lost  amongst
         Bbadd11
the trees
Cm7                      Absus2                 Eb
Lettin' go of these roots      has let this damn  world
        Bbadd11
grow so weak
Cm7
God,
                 Absus2                  Eb
the things I'd do      to lift this ghost  town off its
knees

[Chorus]
         Cm7 Absus2        Eb              Bbadd11
Remember days      when you  could go roll around
Cm7                         Absus2              Eb
Crank a little George Strait      and know every  face in
         Bbadd11
this town
         Cm7 Absus2              Eb                Bbadd11
Remember days      a helping hand  could always be found
Cm7                   Absus2            Eb                Bbadd11
Ice cold beer and baseball games were always common ground

[Verse 2]
Eb Cm7 Absus2 Eb       Cm7
                Summer days
Absus2
Midcreek swimmin' and baling hay
Eb            Cm7
  When Sunday came
    Absus2                                   Cm7 Absus2
You sit   around the table and say your grace

[Bridge]
Eb
Bbadd11              Cm7           Absus2           Eb
       It's where my grandfather always  told me to think
        Bbadd11
'fore I speak
Cm7
Hell,
                   Absus2          Eb              Bbadd11
that's probably why      he's a man  I strive to be
Cm7                      Absus2                 Eb
Lettin' go of these roots      has let this damn  world
        Bbadd11
grow so weak
Cm7
God,
                 Absus2                  Eb
the things I'd do      to lift this ghost  town off its
knees

[Chorus]
         Cm7 Absus2        Eb              Bbadd11
Remember days      when you  could go roll around
Cm7                         Absus2              Eb
Crank a little George Strait      and know every  face in
         Bbadd11
this town
         Cm7 Absus2              Eb                Bbadd11
Remember days      a helping hand  could always be found
Cm7                   Absus2            Eb                Bbadd11
Ice cold beer and baseball games were always common ground

[Outro]
Eb Cm7 Absus2 Eb        Cm7
                Windows down
Absus2
Cruisin' 'round singin' every song they know
Eb                       Cm7
  'Cause they're still young
     Absus2
Just tryna live it up 'til the blood runs cold

Compases

[Verse 1]
| Eb  Cm7    | Absus2 - | Eb Cm7 | Absus2 - |
| Eb  Cm7    | Absus2 - | Eb Cm7 | Absus2 - |
| Cm7 Absus2 |

Windows down
Cruisin' 'round singin' every song they know
'Cause they're still young
Just tryna live it up 'til the blood runs cold

[Bridge]
             | Eb Bbadd11 | Cm7 Absus2 | Eb Bbadd11 |
| Cm7 Absus2 | Eb Bbadd11 | Cm7 Absus2 | Eb Bbadd11 |
| Cm7 Absus2 | Eb -       |

And I can't count all these stories      I've heard
from family before me
How they'd backroad drink      and wind up lost  amongst
the trees
Lettin' go of these roots      has let this damn  world
grow so weak
God,
the things I'd do      to lift this ghost  town off its
knees

[Chorus]
                          | Cm7 Absus2 | Eb Bbadd11 |
| Cm7 Absus2 | Eb Bbadd11 | Cm7 Absus2 | Eb Bbadd11 |
| Cm7 Absus2 | Eb Bbadd11 |

Remember days      when you  could go roll around
Crank a little George Strait      and know every  face in
this town
Remember days      a helping hand  could always be found
Ice cold beer and baseball games were always common ground

[Verse 2]
                        | Eb Cm7 | Absus2 - |
| Eb  Cm7    | Absus2 - | Eb Cm7 | Absus2 - |
| Cm7 Absus2 |

Summer days
Midcreek swimmin' and baling hay
When Sunday came
You sit   around the table and say your grace

[Bridge]
             | Eb Bbadd11 | Cm7 Absus2 | Eb Bbadd11 |
| Cm7 Absus2 | Eb Bbadd11 | Cm7 Absus2 | Eb Bbadd11 |
| Cm7 Absus2 | Eb -       |

It's where my grandfather always  told me to think
'fore I speak
Hell,
that's probably why      he's a man  I strive to be
Lettin' go of these roots      has let this damn  world
grow so weak
God,
the things I'd do      to lift this ghost  town off its
knees

[Chorus]
                          | Cm7 Absus2 | Eb Bbadd11 |
| Cm7 Absus2 | Eb Bbadd11 | Cm7 Absus2 | Eb Bbadd11 |
| Cm7 Absus2 | Eb Bbadd11 |

Remember days      when you  could go roll around
Crank a little George Strait      and know every  face in
this town
Remember days      a helping hand  could always be found
Ice cold beer and baseball games were always common ground

[Outro]
                    | Eb Cm7 | Absus2 - |
| Eb Cm7 | Absus2 - | Eb Cm7 | Absus2 - |

Windows down
Cruisin' 'round singin' every song they know
'Cause they're still young
Just tryna live it up 'til the blood runs cold

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