Chords for DECADES OF COVERS presented by Our Last Night

Tempo:
115.65 bpm
Chords used:

A

C

E

Em

Bb

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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DECADES OF COVERS presented by Our Last Night chords
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[A] [C] [A]
[C] [A] [C]
Woo!
[A] [E] [C] Whoa, buddy, [A] buddy, shh, how about something [Gb] like this?
[Bb]
[Eb]
[Db] Me?
Look at you guys, you own a mirror?
[A] Check this out.
[G]
[Ab] [Bb]
Can we get some reverb please?
[D] [E]
[D] [A]
[Em]
[A] Philadelphia, born and raised, none of my gang is where I live most of my days.
Chillin' out, maxin', relaxin', all pourin' all shoes on me, all [E] outside.
When a couple of guys that were no good, started makin' trouble in my [A] neighborhood.
We had one little fight, my mama got scared, she didn't even [Bbm] remember that I didn't uncle in Bel-Air.
[Ab] Alright, boys, you guys look like freaks, straight up.
Your jacket hurts my fuckin' eye.
Alright, let's kick it one more time, that [F] was pretty good.
[A] In West Philadelphia, born and raised, none of my gang is where I live most of my days.
And [Em] that's a-
[A]
[Em]
[Am]
[C] That'll [B] get outta hand.
Key:  
A
1231
C
3211
E
2311
Em
121
Bb
12341111
A
1231
C
3211
E
2311
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[A] _ _ [C] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [C]
Woo!
_ [A] _ _ [E] [C] Whoa, buddy, [A] buddy, shh, how about something [Gb] like this? _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ _ [Db] Me?
_ Look at you guys, you own a mirror?
[A] _ _ Check this out.
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ Can we get some reverb please?
_ [D] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] Philadelphia, born and raised, none of my gang is where I live most of my days.
Chillin' out, maxin', relaxin', all pourin' all shoes on me, all [E] outside.
When a couple of guys that were no good, started makin' trouble in my [A] neighborhood.
We had one little fight, my mama got scared, she didn't even [Bbm] remember that I didn't uncle in Bel-Air.
[Ab] Alright, boys, you guys look like freaks, straight up.
Your jacket hurts my fuckin' eye.
Alright, let's kick it one more time, that [F] was pretty good.
_ _ [A] In West Philadelphia, born and raised, none of my gang is where I live most of my days. _ _ _
_ _ And [Em] that's a- _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ That'll [B] get outta hand. _ _ _