Cifra de Growing Up - Lori McKenna
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Primeiro acorde: Eb 13 acordes identificados
Afinação: Eb Ab Db Gb Bb EbCapotraste: Sem capotraste
SONG: GROWING UP
ARTIST: LORI MCKENNA
VIDEO: https://youtube.com/watch?v=8r7DGFqKLFI&feature=sharec
TUNING: HALF-STEP DOWN
TAB BY: DON CZARSKI
EMAIL: GUITARZAN7@HOTMAIL.COM
TUNING: HALF-STEP DOWN
[Intro]
NONE
[Verse]
Em D G
Backyard dirt in our veins
Em D G
Blood of Christ, Sunday morning clothes
Em D G
In the way, way back of a station wagon, breathing secondhand smoke
Em D G
Em D G
Oprah's on the big TV at 4
Em D C
Jesus in the living room, Mama's locked her bedroom door
[Chorus]
When the way it was wasn't what it seemed
D Em D
Lemonade stand summers, prom king working at the Dairy Queen
All the stars we hung above those small-town trees
C D
Young hearts still unbroken, flies by before you know it
If you move on just the way time does
Till something brings you right back
To growing up
G C
Growing up
[Verse]
Em D G
I'll meet you at the Ferris wheel at 10
We'll step across that line, just as far as we can go
Before it's our turn to see how big the real world is
[Chorus]
When the way it was wasn't what it seemed
D Em D
Making out in back seats behind the Dairy Queen
All the stars we hung above those small-town trees
C D
Young hearts trying to out run 'em, promise we don't become 'em
Just move on the way time does
Till something brings you right back
To growing up
G C
Growing up
[Break]
Now you're six years sober, taking your mother to her treatments
She says she wants to see the old house one more time
And you can't go back any more than she can go back
And if you said you didn't miss it, you'd be lying
[Chorus]
When the way it was wasn't what it seemed
D G
Maybe you could trasde that freedom back for some of that naive
All the stars we hung above those small-town trees
C D
Maybe they can remind you, I bet they'd recognize you
You think you moved on, but no one really does
Just like no one tells you it'll be this tough, this tough
[Outro]
G C
Growing up
G C
Growing up
G C
G C
G
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SONG: GROWING UP
ARTIST: LORI MCKENNA
VIDEO: https://youtube.com/watch?v=8r7DGFqKLFI&feature=sharec
TUNING: STANDARD
TAB BY: DON CZARSKI
EMAIL: GUITARZAN7@HOTMAIL.COM
TUNING: STANDARD
[Intro]
NONE
[Verse]
D#m C# F#
Backyard dirt in our veins
D#m C# F#
Blood of Christ, Sunday morning clothes
D#m C# F#
In the way, way back of a station wagon, breathing secondhand smoke
D#m C# F#
D#m C# F#
Oprah's on the big TV at 4
D#m C# B
Jesus in the living room, Mama's locked her bedroom door
[Chorus]
When the way it was wasn't what it seemed
C# D#m C#
Lemonade stand summers, prom king working at the Dairy Queen
All the stars we hung above those small-town trees
B C#
Young hearts still unbroken, flies by before you know it
If you move on just the way time does
Till something brings you right back
To growing up
F# B
Growing up
[Verse]
D#m C# F#
I'll meet you at the Ferris wheel at 10
We'll step across that line, just as far as we can go
Before it's our turn to see how big the real world is
[Chorus]
When the way it was wasn't what it seemed
C# D#m C#
Making out in back seats behind the Dairy Queen
All the stars we hung above those small-town trees
B C#
Young hearts trying to out run 'em, promise we don't become 'em
Just move on the way time does
Till something brings you right back
To growing up
F# B
Growing up
[Break]
Now you're six years sober, taking your mother to her treatments
She says she wants to see the old house one more time
And you can't go back any more than she can go back
And if you said you didn't miss it, you'd be lying
[Chorus]
When the way it was wasn't what it seemed
C# F#
Maybe you could trasde that freedom back for some of that naive
All the stars we hung above those small-town trees
B C#
Maybe they can remind you, I bet they'd recognize you
You think you moved on, but no one really does
Just like no one tells you it'll be this tough, this tough
[Outro]
F# B
Growing up
F# B
Growing up
F# B
F# B
F#