標題: Our song taylor swift [打印本頁] 作者: fb00079051 時間: 2009-7-9 15:38 標題: Our song taylor swift
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D A Em G 4 z- [$ O" p9 J, R" MI was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car ; l2 N/ G' F- b! G: L; s: @ D Em- L( ^" K: ^, X+ `$ P% B* n
He’s got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel* a; Z6 C7 B' W0 f3 s0 f" K
G A & {7 J5 \2 b$ ?8 C9 N7 K9 \The other on my heart 4 O7 I7 y6 H% O4 A4 b& x! BD Em* [( K5 A2 Q% ]& A6 t
I look around, turn the radio down8 T' a. A/ D' m% q, w; q
G A 0 A! T. R4 A2 Q: v# y1 v# WHe says baby is something wrong? " l9 F# h1 w% v D Em G A 8 {3 M# V9 ?; ^I say nothing I was just thinking how we don’t have a song 5 N; I0 b. z5 s0 W( H: e( d9 hN.C# n h1 B+ [% v2 C% r0 q; C2 k: o
And he says... & W) g$ n! m7 O9 v. { : \( ?7 @2 A% Y( H, UD Em6 g2 [$ `0 R( Y. `, {$ `
Our song is the slamming screen door," b7 s, u" w2 d6 p0 @) ]5 N
G A 0 w! Y. ]$ C* \) H/ M& E% cSneakin’ out late, tapping on your window 2 l6 Z- n- Z) J5 N ?D Em G 7 e, q$ t5 @+ ^5 ~8 vWhen you’re on the phone and you talk real slow$ l4 f: P; o& b
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Cause it’s late and your mama don’t know3 l# K, {3 ~2 t8 u9 K2 t2 v
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Our song is the way you laugh $ a O. r$ F7 ]* m: X' [$ E! W G A 7 w" i) I# {6 m$ H F2 w/ k5 f" [The first date “man, I didn’t kiss her, but I should have”- H0 Q* A7 f% {& Q7 N7 K0 W @7 M5 \% `" T
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And when I got home ... before I said amen ; w! E3 t! p! @5 E8 D G A 1 @/ M9 W& X6 e+ o$ MAsking God if he could play it again2 C! p6 K7 V9 t. v, o+ ^5 x, b
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I was walking up the front porch steps after everything the day& ~* |0 D+ M1 q% `
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Had gone all wrong or been trampled on0 G0 ?4 D+ ]1 X, s8 D) Y# K
G A 9 F8 u' D7 \8 Q7 YAnd lost and thrown a-waaay 0 x8 D: T4 c9 H8 U, ED Em G A4 G& O S1 P& ]$ N
Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin’ bed% O. c4 V" N E% _6 H6 c
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I almost didn’t notice all the roses- N h/ Q- Y5 y: y. q7 v0 P# c
G A 2 p E* O% E- u2 |8 oAnd the note that said... 4 K% Q- q' s2 l9 ?% E0 |0 k+ ~& f/ p! A. w+ l6 ?
D Em ; l' J+ V+ X; ROur song is the slamming screen door, 0 b' D9 b1 S7 w( `. yG A _& R( ? H) x0 B6 USneakin’ out late, tapping on your window ( U7 B/ y: l( \+ i% Y: H/ D/ y7 XD Em G1 F1 B; I! j3 `& B# d
When you’re on the phone and you talk real slow, s* `. c! l7 o0 C' n! {
A D 2 _1 |/ @* M$ n& U2 d/ ICause it’s late and your mama don’t know + Y. S2 C4 P3 e8 k" Y6 r0 g+ Y Em ; c2 m- Z- O: ?# x. vOur song is the way you laugh ! r+ x' r7 o4 n* \& T3 e9 m G A# J* L; y$ j3 L$ k- d/ F5 l8 g# i
The first date “man, I didn’t kiss her, but I should have”% v0 N" ]3 J" y, v7 t
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And when I got home ... before I said amen 8 q: S" H, X2 w+ `. p& k G A 8 o' g3 T+ b4 G! HAsking God if he could play it again ) K! \0 t g# F2 F: \1 E/ s) Z 4 l# q M* `! h7 v6 x2 UD Em G A) i9 l R, l$ l+ c( L
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( H: t/ q. M, @- _5 I Em G : |- K. T9 E2 i" `1 uI’ve heard every album, listened to the radio 4 T0 _2 c* _# a0 M* LD A Em4 X( |4 E9 J3 f
Waited for something to come along % A) q* k( b2 l- E G$ Y# T3 N5 L! t; s# m+ S! _
That was as good as our song # @) r4 U9 V0 a: ~* e, K; P; l# G8 i' G* G
D Em & e4 B: C& u. n9 q& e* fCause our song is the slamming screen door6 t& b- W8 Y3 L; C% y3 z) x
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Sneaking out late, tapping on his window ' C7 A4 J5 W8 B |% d7 Z5 c1 R Em G ) P; M9 f4 o# e" P. g1 sWhen we’re on the phone and he talks real slow" J- N" y7 V- A! K# q9 T
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Cause it’s late and his mama don’t know . h! S" h- E6 K) R/ i' Q Em4 c9 M) N8 B/ c6 l: x
Our song is the way he laughs 0 s( N& ]5 L' d% S( H G A ) Q: ~) d, c0 UThe first date “man, I didn’t kiss him, and I could have” 8 r1 K" V7 _0 j! i5 d- Y [Em G Em $ M$ a }" P) |7 }And when I got home ... before I said amen ; e5 H& x; j! ?# P6 c G A D Em G A 0 k7 |7 G+ j- p4 z+ @Asking God if he could play it again... ' a* }, W# A) ^ - L8 ^. c/ l! N8 @* S% S8 G3 r$ I # Y. o3 W4 u$ q. D1 V& n4 ^ D Em G A D Em G A7 E. L. N# I7 a3 ~/ ^. m {- U
Play it again... oh o yea o yea yea ; [7 t2 g t4 C6 m7 j2 B2 F# c. Y- q/ B! ~3 X* C ~4 l: ~$ p
D Em / ]1 b+ |4 c1 `; \1 y5 cI was riding shotgun with my hair undone ) t" u5 ?; l; W G A 2 O m* m5 Z$ x5 MIn the front seat of his car' ?! b/ I5 O: S
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I, grabbed a pen and an old napkin 2 Z8 f% d+ A. N8 \4 A G* p$ ~" f+ Z8 {/ ?# \ S$ {
And I... wrote down our song---作者: cathy191919 時間: 2010-12-15 01:02
