Me And Mine Zach Bryan

Me And Mine

Zach Bryan

SoloSage

163
0:00 3:09
Afinación Estándar (E A D G B E)
Compás 4/4
Tonalidad: Bm
Cejilla:
Traste 2
Rasgueo 1

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Letra

[Intro]
| Am | - | Em | G |
| Am | - | Em | G |
| Am |

[Verse 1]
Am                       Em          G                  Am
  Go ahead and make your money off a poor boy just like me
                         Em                 G
And I'll be pacin' in my room tonight tryna make some old
     Am
scars  bleed
                  Em                 G            Am
Tryna write a plotline that you don't already know
                              Em
'Bout the weekend crowd, or a reckless boy,
     G            Am
or a girl from Ohio

[Post-Verse]
     | Am | Em | G |
| Am |

[Verse 2]
Am                   Em                 G
  They tell me I can sell my soul for a dream and a couple
        Am
of shows
                     Em           G                Am
I don't think they understand how deep loyalty goes
                         Em                   G
For some boys I got in a barn we built out of pure Douglas
   Am
fir
                            Em                      G
Badly written songs next to horses' shit is what an Okie
           Am
boy prefers

[Chorus]
C              G               Am
 Go on and tell me what you wanna
C
 While me and mine,
G                   Am
 do what we’re gonna
C                  G                     Am
 You can keep your name and burn the cash
C               G                Am
Tell 'em I died singin' in these hills if they ask

[Post-Chorus]
         | Am | Em |
| G | Am | -  | Em |
| G |

[Verse 3]
Am  Am                    Em                 G
  I feel I've lived a thousand lives just to get right
          Am
where I am
                            Em                    G
Some hurtful words and some Pabst on ice turned a child
          Am
into a man
                      Em
We started this thing grinnin' boys,
  G                    Am
I think we've gotta run
                      Em                     G
The radio man came to fuck it up as he boasts about number
    Am
ones

[Chorus]
C              G               Am
 Go on and tell me what you wanna
C               G                   Am
 As me and mine, do what we’re gonna
C                      G                 Am
 You can keep your name and burn the cash
C               G                Am       G    Am
Tell 'em I died singin' in these hills if they ask

[Solo]
              | Am |
| Em | G | Am | -  |
| Em | G | Am |

[Outro]
Am                       Em          G                    Am
  Go ahead and make your money off a poor boy just like me
                         Em                 G
And I'll be pacin' in my room tonight tryna make some old
     Am
scars  bleed
                  Em                 G            Am
Tryna write a plotline that you don't already know
                              Em
'Bout the weekend crowd, or a reckless boy,
     G            Am
or a girl from Ohio

Compases

[Intro]
| Am | - | Em | G |
| Am | - | Em | G |
| Am |

[Verse 1]
     | Am | Em | G |
| Am | -  | Em | G |
| Am | -  | Em | G |
| Am | -  | Em | G |
| Am |

Go ahead and make your money off a poor boy just like me
And I'll be pacin' in my room tonight tryna make some old
scars  bleed
Tryna write a plotline that you don't already know
'Bout the weekend crowd, or a reckless boy,
or a girl from Ohio

[Post-Verse]
     | Am | Em | G |
| Am |

[Verse 2]
     | Am | Em | G |
| Am | -  | Em | G |
| Am | -  | Em | G |
| Am | -  | Em | G |
| Am | -  |

They tell me I can sell my soul for a dream and a couple
of shows
I don't think they understand how deep loyalty goes
For some boys I got in a barn we built out of pure Douglas
fir
Badly written songs next to horses' shit is what an Okie
boy prefers

[Chorus]
         | C | G |
| Am | - | C | G |
| Am | - | C | G |
| Am | - | C | G |
| Am | - |

Go on and tell me what you wanna
While me and mine,
do what we’re gonna
You can keep your name and burn the cash
Tell 'em I died singin' in these hills if they ask

[Post-Chorus]
         | Am | Em |
| G | Am | -  | Em |
| G |

[Verse 3]
    | Am | Am | Em |
| G | Am | -  | Em |
| G | Am | -  | Em |
| G | Am | -  | Em |
| G | Am | -  |

I feel I've lived a thousand lives just to get right
where I am
Some hurtful words and some Pabst on ice turned a child
into a man
We started this thing grinnin' boys,
I think we've gotta run
The radio man came to fuck it up as he boasts about number
ones

[Chorus]
                    | C - |
| G - | Am - | -  - | C - |
| G - | Am - | -  - | C - |
| G - | Am - | -  - | C - |
| G - | Am G | Am - |

Go on and tell me what you wanna
As me and mine, do what we’re gonna
You can keep your name and burn the cash
Tell 'em I died singin' in these hills if they ask

[Solo]
              | Am |
| Em | G | Am | -  |
| Em | G | Am |

[Outro]
              | Am |
| Em | G | Am | -  |
| Em | G | Am | -  |
| Em | G | Am | -  |
| Em | G | Am |

Go ahead and make your money off a poor boy just like me
And I'll be pacin' in my room tonight tryna make some old
scars  bleed
Tryna write a plotline that you don't already know
'Bout the weekend crowd, or a reckless boy,
or a girl from Ohio

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