Messed Up Kid Zach Bryan

Messed Up Kid

Zach Bryan

Matthew

351
0:00 4:10
Accordage Standard (E A D G B E)
Signature rythmique 4/4
Tonalité: D
Capo:
Case 2
Rythmique 1

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Paroles

[Intro]
| C  | - | G       | - |
| Am | - | Fmaj7/C | - |
| C  | - | G       | - |
| Am | - | Fmaj7/C | - |

[Verse 1]
              C                                 G
Well I guess old men on the street prove that time really
does fly
              Am
And I guess pawn shop diamond rings proves that
   Fmaj7/C
girls     love goodbyes
                 C                                  G
And I guess a black dress at a funeral means that life has
one sting
                Am
And I guess a girl like you lovin' me must mean,
 Fmaj7/C
angels love anything
                       C
'Cause I'm a messed up kid,
nothin' to spare

[Chorus]
G              Am                            Fmaj7/C
 I'll turn a saint into a heathen with my hands     goin'
through your hair
                C
I'm a messed up kid with nothin to show
G          Am                        Fmaj7/C
 Except a girl sayin' she'll be here everywhere I go
                C
I'm a messed up kid

[Verse 2]
G Am
Fmaj7/C          C                          G
       Well my old man says I'm wild and my mama says I'm
reckless
         Am                         Fmaj7/C
And that color in your eyes reminds me     of East Texas

[Chorus]
                C
I'm a messed up kid, nothin' to spare
G               Am                           Fmaj7/C
 I'll turn a saint into a heathen with my hands     goin'
through your hair
                C
I'm a messed up kid
G Am
Fmaj7/C          C
       Messed up kid with nothin to show
G           Am                       Fmaj7/C
 Except a girl sayin' she'll be here everywhere I go
                C
I'm a messed up kid

[Break]
G Am
Fmaj7/C               C
       And all this bullshit that I've been through

[Verse 3]
            G
And all the hardships I've grown kin to
        Am
Could take me around,
leave me feelin' down
        Fmaj7/C
But you pick   me up every time
                       C
'Cause I'm a messed up kid,
nothin' to spare

[Chorus]
G              Am                            Fmaj7/C
 I'll turn a saint into a heathen with my hands     goin'
through your hair
                C
I'm a messed up kid with nothin to show
G           Am                       Fmaj7/C
 Except a girl sayin' she'll be here everywhere I go
                C
I'm a messed up kid, nothin' to spare
G               Am                           Fmaj7/C
 I'll turn a saint into a heathen with my hands     goin'
through your hair
          C
Messed up kid

[Outro]
G Am
Fmaj7/C          C                                G
       I guess old men on the street prove that time really
does fly
              Am
And I guess pawn shop diamond rings proves that
  Fmaj7/C
girls    love goodbyes
                C
I'm a messed up kid

Mesures

[Intro]
| C  | - | G       | - |
| Am | - | Fmaj7/C | - |
| C  | - | G       | - |
| Am | - | Fmaj7/C | - |

[Verse 1]
| C  | - | G       | - |
| Am | - | Fmaj7/C | - |
| C  | - | G       | - |
| Am | - | Fmaj7/C | - |
| C  | - |

Well I guess old men on the street prove that time really
does fly
And I guess pawn shop diamond rings proves that
girls     love goodbyes
And I guess a black dress at a funeral means that life has
one sting
And I guess a girl like you lovin' me must mean,
angels love anything
'Cause I'm a messed up kid,
nothin' to spare

[Chorus]
         | G       | - |
| Am | - | Fmaj7/C | - |
| C  | - | G       | - |
| Am | - | Fmaj7/C | - |
| C  | - |

I'll turn a saint into a heathen with my hands     goin'
through your hair
I'm a messed up kid with nothin to show
Except a girl sayin' she'll be here everywhere I go
I'm a messed up kid

[Verse 2]
         | G       | - |
| Am | - | Fmaj7/C | - |
| C  | - | G       | - |
| Am | - | Fmaj7/C | - |

Well my old man says I'm wild and my mama says I'm
reckless
And that color in your eyes reminds me     of East Texas

[Chorus]
| C  | - | G       | - |
| Am | - | Fmaj7/C | - |
| C  | - | G       | - |
| Am | - | Fmaj7/C | - |
| C  | - | G       | - |
| Am | - | Fmaj7/C | - |
| C  | - |

I'm a messed up kid, nothin' to spare
I'll turn a saint into a heathen with my hands     goin'
through your hair
I'm a messed up kid
Messed up kid with nothin to show
Except a girl sayin' she'll be here everywhere I go
I'm a messed up kid

[Break]
         | G       | - |
| Am | - | Fmaj7/C | - |
| C  | - |

And all this bullshit that I've been through

[Verse 3]
         | G       | - |
| Am | - | Fmaj7/C | - |
| C  | - |

And all the hardships I've grown kin to
Could take me around,
leave me feelin' down
But you pick   me up every time
'Cause I'm a messed up kid,
nothin' to spare

[Chorus]
         | G       | - |
| Am | - | Fmaj7/C | - |
| C  | - | G       | - |
| Am | - | Fmaj7/C | - |
| C  | - | G       | - |
| Am | - | Fmaj7/C | - |
| C  | - |

I'll turn a saint into a heathen with my hands     goin'
through your hair
I'm a messed up kid with nothin to show
Except a girl sayin' she'll be here everywhere I go
I'm a messed up kid, nothin' to spare
I'll turn a saint into a heathen with my hands     goin'
through your hair
Messed up kid

[Outro]
          | G       | -       |
| Am | -  | Fmaj7/C | -       |
| C  | -  | G       | -       |
| -  | Am | -       | Fmaj7/C |
| -  | C  |

I guess old men on the street prove that time really
does fly
And I guess pawn shop diamond rings proves that
girls    love goodbyes
I'm a messed up kid

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