Pink Skies

Intro: D A F#m7 E x4 [Verso 1] D A F#m7 E The kids are in town for a funeral D A F#m7 E So pack the car and dry your eyes D A F#m7 E I know they got plenty of young blood left in 'em D A F#m7 And plenty nights under pink skies E You taught 'em to enjoy D A F#m7 E [Verso 2] D A F#m7 So clean the house, clear the drawers E D Mop the floors, stand tall D A F#m7 Like no one's ever been here E Before or at all D A F#m7 And don't you mention all the inches E That are scraped on the doorframe D A F#m7 We all know you tiptoed E Up to 4'1 back in '08 [Refrão] D F#m7 E If you could see 'em now, you'd be proud A But you'd think they's yuppis D F#m7 E Your funeral was beautiful A I bet God hard you coming Harmonica Solo D A F#m7 E x2 [Verso 3] D A F#m7 E The kids are in town for a funeral D A F#m7 E And the grass all smells the same as the day you broke your arm swinging D A F#m7 E On that kid out on the river D A F#m7 You bailed them out, never said a thing E About Jesus or the way he's livin' [Refrão] D F#m7 E If you could see 'em now, you'd be proud A But you'd think they's yuppis D F#m7 E Your funeral was beautiful A I bet God hard you coming Harmonica Solo D A F#m7 E x2 [Refrão] D F#m7 E If you could see 'em now, you'd be proud A But you'd think they's yuppis D F#m7 E Your funeral was beautiful A I bet God hard you coming Harmonica Solo D A F#m7 E x4 Outro: D A F#m7 E The kids are in town for a funeral D A F#m7 E So pack the car and dry your eyes D A F#m7 E I know they got plenty of young blood left in 'em D A F#m7 And plenty nights under pink skies E D You taught 'em to enjoy