Luke Bryan

Tackle Box Chords

Luke Bryan

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Tackle Box

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verse 1 
       D 
It was two shades of brown and scratched up plastic. 
        G 
It held extra line, lures, hooks, and matches. 
     A 
With his last name engraved in black, 
G                                    D 
Right there by the handle on the top. 
    D 
I'd slide it out of the back of his station wagon. 
G 
Lug it down the bank with my arm draggin'. 
A 
I could hardly wait for him 
   G                               D 
To lift the lid on that tackle box. 


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G D Cause I'd sail with across the South Pacific. A D Stand beside him on the bow of that battle ship. G D See him kiss the ground and thank the Good Lord Jesus. A Bm And watch him run to Grandma, cryin' on the dock. Em G He opened up, every time he opened up A D That ole tackle box.
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verse 2 D He'd bait my hook and keep on tellin' stories G About nickel Cokes, girls, and sandlot glories. A Pickup trucks and golden fields G D Long before this town knew blacktop.
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G D I was almost ridin' with him shotgun down those dirt roads A D Takin' turns on a jug of homemade shine G D As he raced his buddies down through Mason Holler A Bm Fillin' the sky with dust and kicked up rocks Em G He opened up every time he opened up A D That ole tackle box.
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Bridge Bm G He's been gone twenty years tomorrow D A But I'm still holdin' on to one more wish Bm G That God above would let be borrow Grandpa D G A For one more afternoon and one more fish.
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G D Cause I'd sail with across the South Pacific. A D Stand beside him on the bow of that battle ship. G D See him kiss the ground and thank the Good Lord Jesus. A Bm And watch him run to Grandma, cryin' on the dock. Em G He opened up, every time he opened up A D That ole tackle box.
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Outro Em G Everything he loved, he kept locked up A D In that ole tackle box. D It was two shades of brown and scratched up plastic.

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