White Mustang

Intro: 
N.C. 
That car was so fast, it made my mama pray 

 
     Dm                  C 
That car was so fast, it made my mama pray 
       F                             Bb 
(Yeah) I could hear you coming, from two streets away 
       Dm7                     C 
(That) horse on the front, cut right through the wind 
     F                    Bb 
Baby we tore that town up every weekend 
 

 
         F                         C 
You were driving like lightning so reckless 
Dm7                              Bb 
Unapologetic, like you owned the road 
         F                          C 
Yeah and sometimes when I feel like missin' you 
          Dm7                       Bb 
I hit the gas to see how fast I can go on my own 
      Dm7                  C 
Ain't no sense in tryna outrun it 
         F                        Bb 
Oh, that bittersweet pavement and pain 
          Dm7                   C 
When your memory comes around I gun it 
       F                         Bb 
'Cause nothing makes me feel the same 
        N.C.                    F 
As that summer in your white Mustang 
C       Dm7   Bb 
Oo-ooh-oo-ooh 
 

 
    Dm7                      C 
Sometimes at a red light, or outside some bar 
      F                           Bb 
And I have to look twice 'cause I swear it's your car 
    Dm7                           C 
The rearview was cracked, and the leather jet-black 
       F                               Bb 
It was night moves and full moons, and feet on the dash 
 

 
         F                         C 
You were driving like lightning so reckless 
Dm7                         Bb 
Unapologetic, you owned the road 
         F                          C 
Yeah and sometimes when I feel like missin' you 
          Dm7                       Bb 
I hit the gas to see how fast I can go on my own 
      Dm7                  C 
Ain't no sense in tryna outrun it 
         F                        Bb 
Oh, that bittersweet pavement and pain 
          Dm7                   C 
When your memory comes around I gun it 
       F                         Bb 
'Cause nothing makes me feel the same 
        N.C.                    F 
As that summer in your white Mustang 
C       Dm7   Bb 
Oo-ooh-oo-ooh 
 

 
Dm 
When you cross my mind, I go back in time 
C 
Feeling that rush, it was just us 
F                    Bb 
Living like, we had, nothing to lo-o-o-se 
 

 
F                         C 
Driving like lightning so reckless 
Dm7                              Bb 
Unapologetic, like we owned the road 
         F                          C 
Yeah and sometimes when I feel like missin' you 
          Dm7                       Bb 
I hit the gas to see how fast I can go on my own 
      Dm7                  C 
Ain't no sense in tryna outrun it 
         F                        Bb 
Oh, that bittersweet pavement and pain 
          Dm7                   C 
When your memory comes around I gun it 
           F                         Bb 
Oh, 'cause nothing makes me feel the same 
        N.C.                    F 
As that summer in your white Mustang 
  C       Dm7  Bb F 
Oo-ooh-oo-ooh 
  C       Dm7  Bb 
Oo-ooh-oo-ooh