I Swear To God Tyler Childers

I Swear To God

Tyler Childers

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0:00 3:08
Afinación Estándar (E A D G B E)
Compás 4/4
Tonalidad: E
Cejilla:
Sin cejilla
Rasgueo 1

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Letra

[Verse 1]
E
 I only had a couple drinks last night
And a few good hits from an antler pipe
      A
And I must admit,
I had a few white lines
      E
And I don't know what all happened
I woke up in the noontime light
With a poundin' head, shiner on my eye
      A
And I don't know how and I don't why
       E
But it feels like fierce abandon
Ah,
B7                                            E
working on a buildin' outta handhewn brimstone
B7                                                E
Workin' on a buildin' and I'm buildin' on it all alone

[Chorus]
           A
Well there ain't nobody in my room tonight
Goodnight, honey; honey, sleep tight
E
Ma I swear I'm doin’ all right
             B7
But when the evenin' comes around
           E
I swear to God

[Interlude]
          E  | - - | - A |
| - E | - B7 | - E | -

[Verse 2]
E
Pay no mind to the words I say
'Cause they ain't no 'count anyway
          A
I've been ramblin' around and led astray
       E
By the paths that I been choosin'
Cuttin' paths like a forest fire
Pupils wider than backhoe tires
A
Throwin' my money on a funeral pyre
       E
But it sure feels good abusin'
Ah,
B7                                            E
working on a buildin' outta handhewn brimstone
B7                                                E
Workin' on a buildin' and I'm buildin' on it all alone

[Chorus]
           A
Well there ain't nobody in my room tonight
Goodnight, honey; honey, sleep tight
E
Ma I swear I'm doin’ all right
             B7
But when the evenin' comes around
           E
I swear to God

[Bridge]
E A E B7
E      A                                 E
 Band's too loud for their Bible thumpin'
        A                                   B7
It feels too good to not count for somethin'
   E
Big Sandy rock, Sludge River roll
Goddamn! Fire in the hole!
A
 Look out, baby, I'm bound to blow
            E
I'm bound to blow a gasket
Damn good gig, good damn crowd
Good God, for cryin' out loud
A
Comin’ off stage I] was mighty proud
       E
Then I don't know what all happened
Ah,
B7                                            E
working on a buildin' outta handhewn brimstone
B7                                                E
Workin' on a buildin' and I'm buildin' on it all alone

[Chorus]
           A
Well there ain't nobody in my room tonight
Goodnight, honey; honey, sleep tight
E
Ma I swear I'm doin’ all right
             B7
But when the evenin' comes around
           E
I swear to God
I swear to God

Compases

[Verse 1]
| + E  | - - | - A  | - E |
| - -  | - - | - A  | - E |
| - B7 | - E | - B7 | - E |
| -

I only had a couple drinks last night
And a few good hits from an antler pipe
And I must admit,
I had a few white lines
And I don't know what all happened
I woke up in the noontime light
With a poundin' head, shiner on my eye
And I don't know how and I don't why
But it feels like fierce abandon
Ah,
working on a buildin' outta handhewn brimstone
Workin' on a buildin' and I'm buildin' on it all alone

[Chorus]
    A | - - | - E | - B7 |
| - E | -

Well there ain't nobody in my room tonight
Goodnight, honey; honey, sleep tight
Ma I swear I'm doin’ all right
But when the evenin' comes around
I swear to God

[Interlude]
          E  | - - | - A |
| - E | - B7 | - E | -

[Verse 2]
                       E  |
| - - | - A  | - E | - -  |
| - - | - A  | - E | - B7 |
| - E | - B7 | - E | -

Pay no mind to the words I say
'Cause they ain't no 'count anyway
I've been ramblin' around and led astray
By the paths that I been choosin'
Cuttin' paths like a forest fire
Pupils wider than backhoe tires
Throwin' my money on a funeral pyre
But it sure feels good abusin'
Ah,
working on a buildin' outta handhewn brimstone
Workin' on a buildin' and I'm buildin' on it all alone

[Chorus]
                       A |
| - - | - E | - B7 | - E |
| -

Well there ain't nobody in my room tonight
Goodnight, honey; honey, sleep tight
Ma I swear I'm doin’ all right
But when the evenin' comes around
I swear to God

[Bridge]
    E  | - -  | - A  | - E |
| - B7 | - E  | - A  | - E |
| - A  | - B7 | - E  | - - |
| - A  | - E  | - -  | - - |
| - A  | - E  | - B7 | - E |
| - B7 | - E  | -

Band's too loud for their Bible thumpin'
It feels too good to not count for somethin'
Big Sandy rock, Sludge River roll
Goddamn! Fire in the hole!
Look out, baby, I'm bound to blow
I'm bound to blow a gasket
Damn good gig, good damn crowd
Good God, for cryin' out loud
Comin’ off stage I] was mighty proud
Then I don't know what all happened
Ah,
working on a buildin' outta handhewn brimstone
Workin' on a buildin' and I'm buildin' on it all alone

[Chorus]
                 A | - - |
| - E | - B7 | - E |

Well there ain't nobody in my room tonight
Goodnight, honey; honey, sleep tight
Ma I swear I'm doin’ all right
But when the evenin' comes around
I swear to God
I swear to God

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