Chords for ‘tis the damn season
Tempo:
97.45 bpm
Chords used:
F
C
Bb
Dm
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[F]
[Am] [Bb]
[C] [Bb] If I wanted to [C] know who you were hanging with while I was gone I would have [Bb] asked you
It's the kind of cold [F] bogs of windshield glass, but I felt [C] it when I passed [Bb] you
There's an ache in you
[F]
Thereby the ache in me
[C] [Bb] But if it's all the [F] same to you, it's the same to me
So we could call it even, you could call me babe for the weekend
Just a damn season like [Dm] this now
I'm staying at my parents house and the road not taking looks real [G] good [C] now
And it always leads to you and my hometown
[Bb] I parked my car [F] right [C] between the Methodist and the school that used to be [Bb] ours
The holidays think of [C] like bad perfume you can run but only so [Bb] far
I escaped it too, [F] remember how [C] you watched me leave
But
[Bb] if it's okay with [F] you, [C] it's okay with me
We could call [F] it even, you could call me babe for the weekend
Just a damn season [Dm] like this now
I'm staying at my [G] parents house and [Dm] the road not taking looks real [F] good now
Time flies, I see it's the mud on your truck tires
Now I'm missing your smile, hear me out
We could just ride around and the road not taking looks real [G] good [C] now
And it always leads to you
and my hometown
[Dm] Sleeping half the day
Just what old times say
[C] I won't ask you to wait if you don't ask me to stay
So I'll [F] go back to LA
And the so-called friends who write books about me if I ever make it
[Dm] Wonder about the only [Am] soul who can tell which smiles I'm faking
[C] And the heart I know I'm breaking is my own
[F] To leave the warmest bed I've ever [C] known
We could [Bb] call it even
[F] [C]
Even [Bb] though I'm leaving
[C] [F] And I'll be [Bb] yours for the weekend
[F] Tis the [C] damn season
[F] We could call it even, you could call me babe for the weekend
Just a damn season like [Dm] this now
I'm staying at my parents house and the road not taking looks real [D] good [F] now
Time flies, I see it's the mud on your truck tires
Now I'm missing your smile, [Dm] hear me out
We could just [G] ride [Dm] around and the road not taking looks [G] real good now
[C] And it always leads to you
and my hometown
[F] [Bb] It always leads to you
[F] and my hometown
[Bb] [F]
[C] [Bb]
[Am] [Bb]
[C] [Bb] If I wanted to [C] know who you were hanging with while I was gone I would have [Bb] asked you
It's the kind of cold [F] bogs of windshield glass, but I felt [C] it when I passed [Bb] you
There's an ache in you
[F]
Thereby the ache in me
[C] [Bb] But if it's all the [F] same to you, it's the same to me
So we could call it even, you could call me babe for the weekend
Just a damn season like [Dm] this now
I'm staying at my parents house and the road not taking looks real [G] good [C] now
And it always leads to you and my hometown
[Bb] I parked my car [F] right [C] between the Methodist and the school that used to be [Bb] ours
The holidays think of [C] like bad perfume you can run but only so [Bb] far
I escaped it too, [F] remember how [C] you watched me leave
But
[Bb] if it's okay with [F] you, [C] it's okay with me
We could call [F] it even, you could call me babe for the weekend
Just a damn season [Dm] like this now
I'm staying at my [G] parents house and [Dm] the road not taking looks real [F] good now
Time flies, I see it's the mud on your truck tires
Now I'm missing your smile, hear me out
We could just ride around and the road not taking looks real [G] good [C] now
And it always leads to you
and my hometown
[Dm] Sleeping half the day
Just what old times say
[C] I won't ask you to wait if you don't ask me to stay
So I'll [F] go back to LA
And the so-called friends who write books about me if I ever make it
[Dm] Wonder about the only [Am] soul who can tell which smiles I'm faking
[C] And the heart I know I'm breaking is my own
[F] To leave the warmest bed I've ever [C] known
We could [Bb] call it even
[F] [C]
Even [Bb] though I'm leaving
[C] [F] And I'll be [Bb] yours for the weekend
[F] Tis the [C] damn season
[F] We could call it even, you could call me babe for the weekend
Just a damn season like [Dm] this now
I'm staying at my parents house and the road not taking looks real [D] good [F] now
Time flies, I see it's the mud on your truck tires
Now I'm missing your smile, [Dm] hear me out
We could just [G] ride [Dm] around and the road not taking looks [G] real good now
[C] And it always leads to you
and my hometown
[F] [Bb] It always leads to you
[F] and my hometown
[Bb] [F]
[C] [Bb]
Key:
F
C
Bb
Dm
G
F
C
Bb
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] If I wanted to [C] know who you were hanging with while I was gone I would have [Bb] asked you
It's the kind of cold [F] bogs of windshield glass, but I felt [C] it when I passed [Bb] you
There's an ache in you
[F]
Thereby the ache in me
_ [C] _ [Bb] But if it's all the [F] same to you, it's the same to me
So we could call it even, you could call me babe for the weekend
Just a damn season like [Dm] this now
I'm staying at my parents house and the road not taking looks real [G] good [C] now
And it always leads to you and my hometown _ _ _ _
[Bb] I parked my car [F] right [C] between the Methodist and the school that used to be [Bb] ours
The holidays think of [C] like bad perfume you can run but only so [Bb] far
I escaped it too, [F] remember how [C] you watched me leave
But _
[Bb] if it's okay with [F] you, [C] it's okay with me
_ We could call [F] it even, you could call me babe for the weekend
Just a damn season [Dm] like this now
I'm staying at my [G] parents house and [Dm] the road not taking looks real [F] good now
Time flies, I see it's the mud on your truck tires
Now I'm missing your smile, hear me out
We could just ride around and the road not taking looks real [G] good [C] now
And it always leads to you
and my hometown _ _ _
[Dm] Sleeping half the day
Just what old times say
[C] I won't ask you to wait if you don't ask me to stay
So I'll [F] go back to LA
And the so-called friends who write books about me if I ever make it
[Dm] Wonder about the only [Am] soul who can tell which smiles I'm faking
[C] And the heart I know I'm breaking is my own
_ _ [F] To leave the warmest bed I've ever [C] known
_ _ We could [Bb] call it even
_ [F] _ [C] _ _ _
_ Even [Bb] though I'm leaving _ _
[C] _ _ [F] And I'll be [Bb] yours for the weekend
[F] _ Tis the [C] damn season
[F] We could call it even, you could call me babe for the weekend
Just a damn season like [Dm] this now
I'm staying at my parents house and the road not taking looks real [D] good [F] now
Time flies, I see it's the mud on your truck tires
Now I'm missing your smile, [Dm] hear me out
We could just [G] ride [Dm] around and the road not taking looks [G] real good now
[C] And it always leads to you
and my hometown
_ _ [F] _ [Bb] It always leads to you
[F] and my hometown _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] If I wanted to [C] know who you were hanging with while I was gone I would have [Bb] asked you
It's the kind of cold [F] bogs of windshield glass, but I felt [C] it when I passed [Bb] you
There's an ache in you
[F]
Thereby the ache in me
_ [C] _ [Bb] But if it's all the [F] same to you, it's the same to me
So we could call it even, you could call me babe for the weekend
Just a damn season like [Dm] this now
I'm staying at my parents house and the road not taking looks real [G] good [C] now
And it always leads to you and my hometown _ _ _ _
[Bb] I parked my car [F] right [C] between the Methodist and the school that used to be [Bb] ours
The holidays think of [C] like bad perfume you can run but only so [Bb] far
I escaped it too, [F] remember how [C] you watched me leave
But _
[Bb] if it's okay with [F] you, [C] it's okay with me
_ We could call [F] it even, you could call me babe for the weekend
Just a damn season [Dm] like this now
I'm staying at my [G] parents house and [Dm] the road not taking looks real [F] good now
Time flies, I see it's the mud on your truck tires
Now I'm missing your smile, hear me out
We could just ride around and the road not taking looks real [G] good [C] now
And it always leads to you
and my hometown _ _ _
[Dm] Sleeping half the day
Just what old times say
[C] I won't ask you to wait if you don't ask me to stay
So I'll [F] go back to LA
And the so-called friends who write books about me if I ever make it
[Dm] Wonder about the only [Am] soul who can tell which smiles I'm faking
[C] And the heart I know I'm breaking is my own
_ _ [F] To leave the warmest bed I've ever [C] known
_ _ We could [Bb] call it even
_ [F] _ [C] _ _ _
_ Even [Bb] though I'm leaving _ _
[C] _ _ [F] And I'll be [Bb] yours for the weekend
[F] _ Tis the [C] damn season
[F] We could call it even, you could call me babe for the weekend
Just a damn season like [Dm] this now
I'm staying at my parents house and the road not taking looks real [D] good [F] now
Time flies, I see it's the mud on your truck tires
Now I'm missing your smile, [Dm] hear me out
We could just [G] ride [Dm] around and the road not taking looks [G] real good now
[C] And it always leads to you
and my hometown
_ _ [F] _ [Bb] It always leads to you
[F] and my hometown _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _