Wade Sapp - The Boys We Were, аккорды

Вступление SONG: THE BOYS WE WERE ARTIST: WADE SAPP VIDEO: https://youtu.be/Y9OdyBq_b58 TAB BY: DON CZARSKI EMAIL: GUITARZAN7@HOTMAIL.COM THE BOYS WE WERE WADE SAPP INTRO: Am C G F Am VERSE: Am I stare at old pictures C Think about the boys we were G When I could still quote scripture F Am And he'd partake of the earth Am We were pathetic po' folks C Just a faded six of spades G Society was the cold spokes F Am That smacked us in the face G Said stay in place VERSE: Am C In the cobwebs of my abused brain it was North Caroline G F Am The last time that I saw his face 'fore he pissed away his prime Am C No matter how I try to fight he drops into my dreams G The nightmare veers towards violence F Am And I'm awakened by the scenes G G And to think CHORUS; Am God it was a good day C I almost didn't feel pain G I almost didn't hear a train Am I almost didn't let it rain Am I almost thought that I was sane C I always thought that this could change G I always thought it was a dream Am C G F Am God it was a good daaaa-ay VERSE: Am He was balanced on a bar stool C Slammin' Xanax down with beer G Struggling not to argue F Am With the demon in his ear Am That friend told him with a crooked grin C I need your help tonight G You just give me a hand you'll make eight grand F Am But my brother just declined G For a time VERSE: Am So like a rattlesnake life bends and shakes C Fate ain't always kind G When your mouth is filled with fatal fangs F Am And poison's in your mind Am So they slithered inside and shots were fired C In the roof and in the floor G They got the loot and moved their boots F Am Straight through a jail house door G And what's more CHORUS; Am God it was a good day C He almost didn't feel pain G He almost didn't hear a train Am He almost didn't let it rain Am He always thought that he was sane C He always thought that he could change G He almost thought it was a dream Am C John it was a good daaa-ay-aaay G F Am Now it aiiiiiiin't OUTRO: Am C So I stare at old pictures think about the men we'll be G F Am I bust open those blisters and pray for his release