Doin This Luke Combs

Doin This

Luke Combs

Lindsey

344
0:00 4:02
Accordage Standard (E A D G B E)
Signature rythmique 4/4
Tonalité: Db
Capo:
Sans capo
Rythmique 1

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Paroles

[Intro]
| Db | - | - | - |
| -  | - |

[Verse 1]
        Db
Someone asked me once in an interview
"What was growing up like?"
"Where'd you go to school?"
                   Gb                  Db
"And what would you  do if you weren't doin' this?"
I'd be drivin' my first car,
an old wornout Dodge
Tryin' to make rent with a deadend job,
     Gb
just makin' due
                   Bbm
With tips in a jar,   my guitar,
Ab               Gb
  and an old barstool

[Chorus]
         Db
I'd have a Friday night crowd in the palm of my hand
Db/F
Cup of brown liquor,
couple buddies in a band
    Bbm                Ab              Gb
Singin' them same damn songs like I am now
    Db
I'd be feelin' on fire on a hardwood stage
      Db/F
Bright    lights like lightning runnin' through my veins
   Bbm                   Ab                    Gb
At the Grand Ole Opry or a show in some noname town
                                     Db
I'd still be doin' this if I weren't doin' this

[Verse 2]
    Db
I'd still be the same guy they knew back in the day
Who was burnin' CD's just to give away
          Gb
Payin' his  dues
            Db
If I wasn't doin' this
Five deep in a van, head full of steam
                                         Gb
Hot on the heels of my neon dreams maybe comin' true
            Bbm           Ab              Gb
Livin' this life just like  I was born to do

[Chorus]
         Db
I'd have a Friday night crowd in the palm of my hand
Db/F
Cup of brown liquor,
couple buddies in a band
    Bbm                Ab              Gb
Singin' them same damn songs like I am now
    Db
I'd be feelin' on fire on a hardwood stage
      Db/F
Bright    lights like lightning runnin' through my veins
   Bbm                   Ab                    Gb
At the Grand Ole Opry or a show in some noname town
                                     Db        Gb
I'd still be doin' this if I weren't doin' this

[Bridge]
   Bbm
It ain't about the fame
   Ab
It ain't about the fortune
   Db
It ain't about the name
   Gb
It ain't about the glory
Bbm                      Ab/C         Gb
I  guess I'm sayin' it's always been about

[Chorus]
         Db
I'd have a Friday night crowd in the palm of my hand
Db/F
Cup of brown liquor,
couple buddies in a band
    Bbm                Ab              Gb
Singin' them same damn songs like I am now
    Db
I'd be feelin' on fire on a hardwood stage
      Db/F
Bright    lights like lightning runnin' through my veins
   Bbm                   Ab                    Gb
At the Grand Ole Opry or a show in some noname town
                                     Db
I'd still be doin' this if I weren't doin' this

[Outro]
Someone asked me once in an interview
"What was growing up like?"
"Where'd you go to school?"
                   Gb              Db
"And what would you  do if you weren't doin' this?"

Mesures

[Intro]
| Db | - | - | - |
| -  | - |

[Verse 1]
           | Db | - |
| -   | -  | Gb | - |
| Db  | -  | -  | - |
| -   | -  | Gb | - |
| Bbm | Ab | Gb | - |

Someone asked me once in an interview
"What was growing up like?"
"Where'd you go to school?"
"And what would you  do if you weren't doin' this?"
I'd be drivin' my first car,
an old wornout Dodge
Tryin' to make rent with a deadend job,
just makin' due
With tips in a jar,   my guitar,
and an old barstool

[Chorus]
| Db  | -  | Db/F | - |
| Bbm | Ab | Gb   | - |
| Db  | -  | Db/F | - |
| Bbm | Ab | Gb   | - |
| Db  | -  | -    | - |

I'd have a Friday night crowd in the palm of my hand
Cup of brown liquor,
couple buddies in a band
Singin' them same damn songs like I am now
I'd be feelin' on fire on a hardwood stage
Bright    lights like lightning runnin' through my veins
At the Grand Ole Opry or a show in some noname town
I'd still be doin' this if I weren't doin' this

[Verse 2]
| Db | - | -   | -  |
| Gb | - | Db  | -  |
| -  | - | -   | -  |
| Gb | - | Bbm | Ab |
| Gb | - |

I'd still be the same guy they knew back in the day
Who was burnin' CD's just to give away
Payin' his  dues
If I wasn't doin' this
Five deep in a van, head full of steam
Hot on the heels of my neon dreams maybe comin' true
Livin' this life just like  I was born to do

[Chorus]
           | Db  | -  |
| Db/F | - | Bbm | Ab |
| Gb   | - | Db  | -  |
| Db/F | - | Bbm | Ab |
| Gb   | - | Db  | -  |
| Gb   | - |

I'd have a Friday night crowd in the palm of my hand
Cup of brown liquor,
couple buddies in a band
Singin' them same damn songs like I am now
I'd be feelin' on fire on a hardwood stage
Bright    lights like lightning runnin' through my veins
At the Grand Ole Opry or a show in some noname town
I'd still be doin' this if I weren't doin' this

[Bridge]
          | Bbm | Ab   |
| Db | Gb | Bbm | Ab/C |
| Gb | -  |

It ain't about the fame
It ain't about the fortune
It ain't about the name
It ain't about the glory
I  guess I'm sayin' it's always been about

[Chorus]
           | Db  | -  |
| Db/F | - | Bbm | Ab |
| Gb   | - | Db  | -  |
| Db/F | - | Bbm | Ab |
| Gb   | - | Db  | -  |
| -    | - | -   | -  |
| -    | - |

I'd have a Friday night crowd in the palm of my hand
Cup of brown liquor,
couple buddies in a band
Singin' them same damn songs like I am now
I'd be feelin' on fire on a hardwood stage
Bright    lights like lightning runnin' through my veins
At the Grand Ole Opry or a show in some noname town
I'd still be doin' this if I weren't doin' this

[Outro]
         | Gb | - |
| Db |

Someone asked me once in an interview
"What was growing up like?"
"Where'd you go to school?"
"And what would you  do if you weren't doin' this?"

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