High Time Nickelback

High Time

Nickelback

Nicole Richardson

104
Accordage Drop C (C G C F A D)
Signature rythmique 4/4
Tonalité: A
Capo:
Sans capo
Rythmique 1

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Paroles

[Intro]
| A | - | - |

[Verse 1]
A5
Same old, same town
        D5
Going nowhere
A5
Need a brand new view in front of me
E5      A5
  Don't need no map, no need to pack
    D5
And don’t care much if we come back
A5                 E5                A5
Sitting still just wasn't meant for me 
A5                                D5
Some folks just go straight and narrow
A5
Turns out that life ain't right for me
E5      A5
  Cause every time we cross state lines
    D5
The grass we find on the other side
A5                   E5               A5
Always seems to twist  up twice as green

[Chorus]
          A                         D5
Well it's high time you and I got rollin'
A
Some place else we just gotta be
E5     A                                      D5
  That beat up van I bought you thought was stolen
A                        E5               A
Looked like hell but felt  like home to me

[Verse 2]
A5                               D5
Strummin’, thumpin’ on the dashboard
A5
Purple haze makes it hard to see
E5    A5
  Two rearview dice,
three friends of mine
    D5
And four bald tires still rollin' right
A5               E5             A5
Taste of inspiration's all we need

[Chorus]
          A                         D5
Well it's high time you and I got rollin'
A
Some place else we just gotta be
E5     A                                      D5
  That beat up van I bought you thought was stolen
A                        E5
Looked like hell but felt  like home to me
A A                           D5
  Eagles got us down to California
A
Beach Boys got us surfin' on the sea
E5       A                       D5
  We got stoned goin' up to Colorado
    A                  E5
And couldn't see the forest for the trees

[Bridge]
A  D5
 Better take a picture
                             A
Cause baby I can betcha that we won't be 'round here for
long
Freedom train keeps movin' on
    D5
Stoppin' off and take it slow
Top it off when we get low
E5
Only way that this can last
                                 A5
If you got ass, the grass, or gas

[Verse 3]
A5
Clappin', tappin'
            D5
Get your groove on
A5
Front seat drums and backseat harmonies
E5     A5
  When we drive by your countryside
      D5
Stick out your thumb if you need a ride
A5                     E5                 A5
No one knows just where  this road will lead

[Chorus]
          A                         D5
Well it's high time you and I got rollin'
A
Some place else we just gotta be
E5     A                                      D5
  That beat up van I bought you thought was stolen
A                        E5
Looked like hell but felt  like home to me
A A                           D5
  Eagles got us down to California
A
Beach Boys got us surfin' on the sea
E5       A                           D5
  We got Rocky Mountain high in Colorado
    A                  E5              A
And couldn't see the forest for the trees

Mesures

[Intro]
| A | - | - |

[Verse 1]
                      | A5 - |
| D5 - | A5 -  | E5 - | A5 - |
| D5 - | A5 E5 | A5 - | A5 - |
| D5 - | A5 -  | E5 - | A5 - |
| D5 - | A5 E5 | A5 - |

Same old, same town
Going nowhere
Need a brand new view in front of me
Don't need no map, no need to pack
And don’t care much if we come back
Sitting still just wasn't meant for me
Some folks just go straight and narrow
Turns out that life ain't right for me
Cause every time we cross state lines
The grass we find on the other side
Always seems to twist  up twice as green

[Chorus]
                     | A - |
| D5 - | A -  | E5 - | A - |
| D5 - | A E5 | A  - |

Well it's high time you and I got rollin'
Some place else we just gotta be
That beat up van I bought you thought was stolen
Looked like hell but felt  like home to me

[Verse 2]
                      | A5 - |
| D5 - | A5 -  | E5 - | A5 - |
| D5 - | A5 E5 | A5 - |

Strummin’, thumpin’ on the dashboard
Purple haze makes it hard to see
Two rearview dice,
three friends of mine
And four bald tires still rollin' right
Taste of inspiration's all we need

[Chorus]
                     | A - |
| D5 - | A -  | E5 - | A - |
| D5 - | A E5 | A  - | A - |
| D5 - | A -  | E5 - | A - |
| D5 - | A E5 |

Well it's high time you and I got rollin'
Some place else we just gotta be
That beat up van I bought you thought was stolen
Looked like hell but felt  like home to me
Eagles got us down to California
Beach Boys got us surfin' on the sea
We got stoned goin' up to Colorado
And couldn't see the forest for the trees

[Bridge]
         | A | D5 |
| - | A  | - | D5 |
| - | E5 | - | A5 |
| - |

Better take a picture
Cause baby I can betcha that we won't be 'round here for
long
Freedom train keeps movin' on
Stoppin' off and take it slow
Top it off when we get low
Only way that this can last
If you got ass, the grass, or gas

[Verse 3]
       | A5 - | D5 - | A5 -  |
| E5 - | A5 - | D5 - | A5 E5 |
| A5 - |

Clappin', tappin'
Get your groove on
Front seat drums and backseat harmonies
When we drive by your countryside
Stick out your thumb if you need a ride
No one knows just where  this road will lead

[Chorus]
       | A - | D5 - | A -  |
| E5 - | A - | D5 - | A E5 |
| A  - | A - | D5 - | A -  |
| E5 - | A - | D5 - | A E5 |
| A  - |

Well it's high time you and I got rollin'
Some place else we just gotta be
That beat up van I bought you thought was stolen
Looked like hell but felt  like home to me
Eagles got us down to California
Beach Boys got us surfin' on the sea
We got Rocky Mountain high in Colorado
And couldn't see the forest for the trees

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