Open The Gate Zach Bryan

Open The Gate

Zach Bryan

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3612
0:00 3:44
Accordage Standard (E A D G B E)
Signature rythmique 4/4
Tonalité: Em
Capo:
Sans capo
Rythmique 1

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Paroles

[Intro]
| Em | - | Em | - |
| C  | - | G  | - |
| D  | - | Em | - |
| C  | - | G  | - |
| D  | - |

[Verse 1]
            Em
I heard you died out in Cheyenne
        C
With my mother's ring on your hand
  G                                D
A note in your pocket said "I'll love you till I die"
        Em                            C
I can hear the bulls are coming to claim that they've been
hunting
    G                             D
The son of the cowboy came to claim his daddy's right
       Em                                C
And my baby she's been crying at the thought of me dying
    G                            D
She knows theres no stopping a man and his foolish pride
              C
So open the gates

[Chorus]
I'm here to prove
G                   D
 I'm better than my father was
                        Em
And where he came from, too
              C
So open the gates
I'm here to ride
G              D
 To hell I'll go
                 Em
With daddy by my side

[Break]
Em C G D        Em
        And I ain't never feared nothing

[Verse 2]
           C
That was fourlegged and bucking
G
Throw me on a hurricane
         D
And I'll ride it to the coast
                Em
You'll never know that your son
         C
Came to do what you should've done
     G
On a summer day a long time ago
    D
Top a bull named To Hell I Go
              C
So open the gates

[Chorus]
I'm here to prove
G                   D
 I'm better than my father was
                        Em
And where he came from, too
              C
So open the gates
I'm here to ride
G              D
 To hell I'll go
                 Em
With daddy by my side

[Break]
Em C G D        Em
        Well, I died out in Cheyenne

[Verse 3]
        C
With my baby there crying
      G                                D
And a belly that's been growing by the day
      Em
And I know that my son
             C
Will do what his father should've done
  G
A long, long time ago
     D
On a bull named To Hell I Go
              C
So open the gates

[Chorus]
He's here to prove
G                      D
 He's better than he's father was
                        Em
And where he came from, too
           C
Open the gates
He's here to ride
G                  D
 To hell I'll go calf
                  Em
With daddy by his side

Mesures

[Intro]
| Em | - | Em | - |
| C  | - | G  | - |
| D  | - | Em | - |
| C  | - | G  | - |
| D  | - |

[Verse 1]
        | Em | - |
| C | - | G  | - |
| D | - | Em | - |
| C | - | G  | - |
| D | - | Em | - |
| C | - | G  | - |
| D | - | -  | C |
| - |

I heard you died out in Cheyenne
With my mother's ring on your hand
A note in your pocket said "I'll love you till I die"
I can hear the bulls are coming to claim that they've been
hunting
The son of the cowboy came to claim his daddy's right
And my baby she's been crying at the thought of me dying
She knows theres no stopping a man and his foolish pride
So open the gates

[Chorus]
    | G  | - | D |
| - | Em | - | C |
| - | G  | - | D |
| - | Em | - |

I'm here to prove
I'm better than my father was
And where he came from, too
So open the gates
I'm here to ride
To hell I'll go
With daddy by my side

[Break]
            | Em |
| - | C | - | G  |
| - | D | - | Em |
| - |

And I ain't never feared nothing

[Verse 2]
    | C | - | G  |
| - | D | - | Em |
| - | C | - | G  |
| - | D | - | -  |
| C | - |

That was fourlegged and bucking
Throw me on a hurricane
And I'll ride it to the coast
You'll never know that your son
Came to do what you should've done
On a summer day a long time ago
Top a bull named To Hell I Go
So open the gates

[Chorus]
        | G  | - |
| D | - | Em | - |
| C | - | G  | - |
| D | - | Em | - |

I'm here to prove
I'm better than my father was
And where he came from, too
So open the gates
I'm here to ride
To hell I'll go
With daddy by my side

[Break]
| Em | - | C | - |
| G  | - | D | - |
| Em | - |

Well, I died out in Cheyenne

[Verse 3]
         | C | - |
| G  | - | D | - |
| Em | - | C | - |
| G  | - | D | - |
| -  | - | C | - |

With my baby there crying
And a belly that's been growing by the day
And I know that my son
Will do what his father should've done
A long, long time ago
On a bull named To Hell I Go
So open the gates

[Chorus]
| G  | - | D | - |
| Em | - | C | - |
| G  | - | D | - |
| Em |

He's here to prove
He's better than he's father was
And where he came from, too
Open the gates
He's here to ride
To hell I'll go calf
With daddy by his side

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