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Matt Pless

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Tamanho da fonte 75%

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Velocidade 20%

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[Intro ]
F Bb F Bb Dm
C Bb C F

[Verso 1]
F                        Bb                 F
This guitar, it's been around the world and back
       G                                  C
It's walked the lower east side, rode the train tracks headed west
       Dm               C            Bb       F
It's hitched a ride to Texas, sailed down to Mexico
       Bb                F                C             F
It's found its way most anywhere and it's got a ways to go
                        Bb                 F
This guitar and all the wonders that it's seen
       G                                  C
It's passed out in the gutters played in palaces for kings
       Dm        C           Bb          F
It's serenaded ladies from Savannah to Cheyenne
       Bb                  F                 C          F
Some friends it makes for life and some it never sees again

[Refrão]
    Bb            F
And I don't know where the song is going
         Bb            C             F
Yes, and I don't know how the song began
         Bb
Hitting highs and lows
F
Life, it keeps unfolding
           G
With each break and every bend
           Bb                    C               F
I'll stay strung on six strings bound until the end

Bb G C

[Verso 2]
F                          Bb                 F
This guitar, it's done its best to make some change
       G                                 C
It's striking hard against the odds for all who are in needs
       Dm                  C               Bb                F
It's stormed the gates and barricades and marched the picket lines
   Bb               F               C               F
It may not make a difference but at least I know I tried
                             Bb            F
This guitar, they said would never make a dime
    G                              C
Instead it fills a jar with dollar bills from time to time
          Dm               C              Bb              F
Though it might make me a millionaire if fortune seeks me out
       Bb                  F                 C          F
That may not be the best idea but it's the thought that counts

Bb G C

[Verso 3]
F                       Bb               F
This guitar, it always finds a place to play
       G                                   C
It's drowned in empty bar rooms, headlined on a sold-out stage
       Dm              C                  Bb                F
It's made some people dance and sing It's made some people cry
    Bb                 F               C                F
It picks a chord that hits your core before it says goodbye
                        Bb               F
This guitar, it's got a tale or two to tell
       G                                  C
It's reaching for the stars but has it's roots kept underground
   Dm              C           Bb                  F
A story bound for glory listen close and you will see
       Bb             C                         F
'Cause one day this guitar is going down in history
       Bb           F               C            F
Yeah, one day this guitar is going down in history

Bb G C F

[Intro ] F Bb F Bb Dm C Bb C F [Verso 1] F Bb F This guitar, it's been around the world and back G C It's walked the lower east side, rode the train tracks headed west Dm C Bb F It's hitched a ride to Texas, sailed down to Mexico Bb F C F It's found its way most anywhere and it's got a ways to go Bb F This guitar and all the wonders that it's seen G C It's passed out in the gutters played in palaces for kings Dm C Bb F It's serenaded ladies from Savannah to Cheyenne Bb F C F Some friends it makes for life and some it never sees again [Refrão] Bb F And I don't know where the song is going Bb C F Yes, and I don't know how the song began Bb Hitting highs and lows F Life, it keeps unfolding G With each break and every bend Bb C F I'll stay strung on six strings bound until the end Bb G C [Verso 2] F Bb F This guitar, it's done its best to make some change G C It's striking hard against the odds for all who are in needs Dm C Bb F It's stormed the gates and barricades and marched the picket lines Bb F C F It may not make a difference but at least I know I tried Bb F This guitar, they said would never make a dime G C Instead it fills a jar with dollar bills from time to time Dm C Bb F Though it might make me a millionaire if fortune seeks me out Bb F C F That may not be the best idea but it's the thought that counts Bb G C [Refrão] Bb F And I don't know where the song is going Bb C F Yes, and I don't know how the song began Bb Hitting highs and lows F Life, it keeps unfolding G With each break and every bend Bb C F I'll stay strung on six strings bound until the end [Verso 3] F Bb F This guitar, it always finds a place to play G C It's drowned in empty bar rooms, headlined on a sold-out stage Dm C Bb F It's made some people dance and sing It's made some people cry Bb F C F It picks a chord that hits your core before it says goodbye Bb F This guitar, it's got a tale or two to tell G C It's reaching for the stars but has it's roots kept underground Dm C Bb F A story bound for glory listen close and you will see Bb C F 'Cause one day this guitar is going down in history Bb F C F Yeah, one day this guitar is going down in history Bb G C F