The Letter

Afinação: E A D G B ETecla: ACapotraste: Sem capotraste [Verse] A D I was working on a letter, A D When he asked me for my cheddar, A D E And if I’d like a box for my burrito when I go. F#m D I figured I was bugging him, F#m C#m By my third basket of free corn chips, D E A So I slipped the hot sauce in my pocket, and I hit the road. A D I didn’t get much crafted, A D Of the note that I’d been drafting, A D E So I sat there at the truck stop longingly, F#m D Waiting for a turn of phrase F#m C#m That I had failed thus far to iterate. D E A I couldn’t seem to write down what I mean. [Chorus] A D F#m D So here, here’s the letter that I wrote, A D E About writing you a letter full of the things you need to know, A D F#m C#m But all the editors notes got torn up and thrown away. D E A They didn’t seem to fit right on the page. [Verse 2] A D I wish I could be so tactful, A D Though it seems impossibly practical, A D E It's practically impossible for me to know. F#m D Which way it would leave you feeling, F#m C#m Upon successfully revealing, D E A These messages I have that will not flow. A D So I trapped myself in a cabin, A D And resumed the desperate grabbing, A D E For these simple words I kept searching on. F#m D But I’m about as sharp as a baseball bat, F#m C#m When I’m attempting to be exact. D E A It comes out about as awkward as a handshake gone wrong. [Chorus] A D F#m D So here, here’s the letter that I wrote, A D E About writing you a letter full of the things you need to know, A D F#m C#m But all the editors notes got torn up and thrown away. D E A They didn’t seem to fit right on the page. [Verse 3] A D I was stumbling through the ally, A D When I thought I might of had it, A D E Something possibly worthwhile that I could say. F#m D But as soon as I could grab a pen, F#m C#m And wrack my brain to find again, D E A Those words that seemed so profound had wondered away. A D So I gave up and I headed home, A D To empty my head and rest my bones. A D E As I was slipping down the road to fast asleep, F#m D I was laying in my bed alone, F#m C#m When it whispered into a megaphone, D E A Just say, "Yours is a friendship that I’d love to keep. [Chorus] A D F#m D So here, here’s the letter that I wrote, A D E About writing you a letter full of the things you need to know, A D F#m C#m But all the editors notes got torn up and thrown away. D E A They didn’t seem to fit right on the page.