Pink Skies Zach Bryan

Pink Skies

Zach Bryan

Casey Johnson

2046
0:00 3:41
チューニング スタンダード（E A D G B E）
拍子 4/4
キー: C
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歌詞

[Intro]
| C G | Em7 D/F# | C G | Em7 D/F# |

[Verse 1]
C              G              Em7  D/F#
 The kids are in town for a funeral
C               G
 So pack the car and dry your eyes
Em7 D/F#
C                G            Em7              D/F#
 I know they got plenty of young blood left in 'em
C                 G        Em7          D/F#
 And plenty nights under pink skies you taught 'em to enjoy
C G Em7 D/F#

[Verse 2]
C                   G
 So clean the house, clear the drawers,
Em7           D/F#
   mop the floors, stand tall
C                  G         Em7      D/F#
 Like no one's ever been here   before    or at all
C                G              Em7                D/F#
 And don't you mention all the inches that are scraped on
the doorframe
C           G           Em7          D/F#
 We all know you tiptoed   up to 4'1"    back in '08

[Chorus]
C
 If you could see 'em now,
Em7
   you'd be proud
D/F#             G
    But you'd think they's yuppies
C            Em7
 Your funeral   was beautiful
D/F#             G
    I bet God heard you comin'
C Em7 D/F# G C Em7 D/F# G

[Verse 3]
C              G              Em7  D/F#
 The kids are in town for a funeral
C           G                   Em7
 And the grass all smells the same as the day you
   D/F#
broke  your arm swingin'
C          G            Em7  D/F#
 On that kid out on the river
C                G
 You bailed him out,
                Em7                   D/F#
never said a thing about Jesus or the way he's livin'

[Chorus]
C
 If you could see 'em now,
Em7
   you'd be proud
D/F#             G
    But you'd think they's yuppies
C            G
 Your funeral was beautiful
D/F#             Em7
    I bet God heard you comin'
C Em7 D/F# G C Em7 D/F# G
C
 If you could see 'em now,
G
 you'd be proud
D/F#             Em7
    But you'd think they's yuppies
C            Em7
 Your funeral   was beautiful
D/F#             G
    I bet God heard you comin'
C Em7 D/F# G C Em7 D/F# G

[Verse 4]
C              G              Em7  D/F#
 The kids are in town for a funeral
C               G
 So pack the car and dry your eyes
Em7 D/F#
C                G           Em7               D/F#
 I know they got plenty of young blood left in 'em
C                 G        Em7          D/F#               C
 And plenty nights under pink skies you taught 'em to enjoy

[Break]
                       C | - G - Em7 | - D/F# - C |
| - G - Em7 | - D/F# -

[Verse 5]
C                    G
 They call your hats, a race to claim
Em7           D/F#
   Like who gets  to ride shotgun
C                  G          Em7
 Your pocket knife, it went missing
             D/F#
I think we know  who got that one
C               G
 You used to let her cut the ribbons
Em7        D/F#
   On all of   her own presents
C             G                  Em7
 It made me nervous, but now I see  
           D/F#
We just taught different lessons

小節

[Intro]
| C G | Em7 D/F# | C G | Em7 D/F# |

[Verse 1]
| C G | Em7 D/F# | C G | Em7 D/F# |
| C G | Em7 D/F# | C G | Em7 D/F# |
| C G | Em7 D/F# |

The kids are in town for a funeral
So pack the car and dry your eyes
I know they got plenty of young blood left in 'em
And plenty nights under pink skies you taught 'em to enjoy

[Verse 2]
                 | C G | Em7 D/F# |
| C G | Em7 D/F# | C G | Em7 D/F# |
| C G | Em7 D/F# | - - |

So clean the house, clear the drawers,
mop the floors, stand tall
Like no one's ever been here   before    or at all
And don't you mention all the inches that are scraped on
the doorframe
We all know you tiptoed   up to 4'1"    back in '08

[Chorus]
                          | C Em7 |
| D/F# G | C Em7 | D/F# G | C Em7 |
| D/F# G | C Em7 | D/F# G |

If you could see 'em now,
you'd be proud
But you'd think they's yuppies
Your funeral   was beautiful
I bet God heard you comin'

[Verse 3]
                                        | C - G - |
| Em7 - D/F# - | C - G - | Em7 - D/F# - | C - G - |
| Em7 - D/F# - | C - G - | Em7 - D/F# - | - - -

The kids are in town for a funeral
And the grass all smells the same as the day you
broke  your arm swingin'
On that kid out on the river
You bailed him out,
never said a thing about Jesus or the way he's livin'

[Chorus]
                                                    C |
| - Em7 - D/F# | - G   - C | - G   - D/F# | - Em7 - C |
| - Em7 - D/F# | - G   - C | - Em7 - D/F# | - G   - C |
| - G   - D/F# | - Em7 - C | - Em7 - D/F# | - G   - C |
| - Em7 - D/F# | - G   - C | - Em7 - D/F# | - G   -

If you could see 'em now,
you'd be proud
But you'd think they's yuppies
Your funeral was beautiful
I bet God heard you comin'
If you could see 'em now,
you'd be proud
But you'd think they's yuppies
Your funeral   was beautiful
I bet God heard you comin'

[Verse 4]
                                                C |
| - G - Em7 | - D/F# - C | - G - Em7 | - D/F# - C |
| - G - Em7 | - D/F# - C | - G - Em7 | - D/F# - C |
| - - - -   | - -    -

The kids are in town for a funeral
So pack the car and dry your eyes
I know they got plenty of young blood left in 'em
And plenty nights under pink skies you taught 'em to enjoy

[Break]
                       C | - G - Em7 | - D/F# - C |
| - G - Em7 | - D/F# -

[Verse 5]
                       C | - G - Em7 | - D/F# - C |
| - G - Em7 | - D/F# - C | - G - Em7 | - D/F# - C |
| - G - Em7 | - D/F# - - |

They call your hats, a race to claim
Like who gets  to ride shotgun
Your pocket knife, it went missing
I think we know  who got that one
You used to let her cut the ribbons
On all of   her own presents
It made me nervous, but now I see
We just taught different lessons

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