Cifra de Learning To Love Again - Mat Kearney
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Primeiro acorde: Am 4 acordes identificados
Capo: 4
intro: Am G F C
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Your poker face ain’t fooling nobody, nobody here
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We’ve all felt the flame and shed those same tears
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Driving home to a one man hell, still counting years, still counting years
Am G F C
Hey brother we’re all learning to love again
Am G F C
‘Cause that was the real you running through the fields of gold wide open
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Standing in places no picture contains
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That was the real you, windows down, we could smell the mint fields crying
Am G F C
Sing with the radio to song we can’t name
Am G F C
That was the real you saying, “Maybe I’m not too young to be a cowboy.”
Am G F C
Hey brother, we’re all learning to love again
Am G F C
Hey brother, we’re all learning to love again
Am G F C
Making up your bed that day on a foreign floor between foreign walls
Am G F C
Thinking ’bout the words you’d say to a phone that never calls
Am G F C
Feel the weight of your father’s ring and all those dreams, and all those dreams
Am G F C
Hey brother, we’re all learning to love again
Am G F C
‘Cause that was the real you running through the fields of gold wide open
Am G F C
Standing in places no picture contains
Am G F C
That was the real you, windows down, we could smell the mint fields crying
Am G F C
Sing with the radio to song we can’t name
Am G F C
That was the real you saying, “Maybe I’m not too young to be a cowboy.”
Am G F C
Hey brother, we’re all learning to love again
Am G F C
Hey brother, we’re all learning to love again
Am G F C
‘Cause that was the real you standing there in the shape of your body
Am G F C
Fear don’ know no love when we’re all the same
Am G F C
That was the real you looking back across the water
Am G F C
Tears falling like rain, drops rippling against the shame
Am G F C
That was the real you singing hallelujah, looking down a barrel
Am G F C
Hey brother, we’re all learning to love again
Am G F C
Hey brother, we’re all learning to love again