Noah James

Pink Skies

Noah James

Guitar chords Easy level Easy
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Intro: 
D A F#m7 E x4 


 
D           A              F#m7    E 
The kids are in town for a funeral 
D           A              F#m7    E 
So pack the car and dry your eyes 
D          A              F#m7              E 
I know they got plenty of young blood left in 'em 
D          A           F#m7 
And plenty nights under pink skies 
E 
You taught 'em to enjoy 

D A F#m7 E 
 

 
D           A                 F#m7 
So clean the house, clear the drawers 
              E       D 
Mop the floors, stand tall 
D             A         F#m7 
Like no one's ever been here 
        E 
Before or at all 
D             A               F#m7 
And don't you mention all the inches 
         E 
That are scraped on the doorframe 
D      A          F#m7 
We all know you tiptoed 
        E 
Up to 4'1 back in '08 
 

 
D                   F#m7           E 
If you could see 'em now, you'd be proud 
          A 
But you'd think they's yuppis 
D      F#m7        E 
Your funeral was beautiful 
          A 
I bet God hard you coming  


Harmonica Solo 
D A F#m7 E x2 

 
D           A              F#m7    E 
The kids are in town for a funeral 
D        A                      F#m7              E 
 And the grass all smells the same as the day you broke your arm swinging 
D            A          F#m7   E 
 On that kid out on the river 
D               A                 F#m7 
You bailed them out, never said a thing 
                   E 
About Jesus or the way he's livin' 
 

 
D                   F#m7           E 
If you could see 'em now, you'd be proud 
          A 
But you'd think they's yuppis 
D      F#m7        E 
Your funeral was beautiful 
          A 
I bet God hard you coming  


Harmonica Solo
D A F#m7 E x2 

 
D                   F#m7           E 
If you could see 'em now, you'd be proud 
          A 
But you'd think they's yuppis 
D      F#m7        E 
Your funeral was beautiful 
          A 
I bet God hard you coming  


Harmonica Solo
D A F#m7 E x4 

Outro: 
D           A              F#m7    E 
The kids are in town for a funeral 
D           A              F#m7    E 
So pack the car and dry your eyes 
D          A              F#m7              E 
I know they got plenty of young blood left in 'em 
D          A           F#m7 
And plenty nights under pink skies 
E                       D 
You taught 'em to enjoy
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