Biography:
Chris Lane (born Christopher Eric Lane on November 9, 1984) is an American country music singer and songwriter. He has released one album as frontman of the Chris Lane Band and a second album, Girl Problems, and a third album, Laps Around the Sun, via Big Loud Records.
Lane's signature is the falsetto. In Lane's hands, mixing those earth-shattering high notes with banjo plucks and a danceable beat (whether that dancing is done in cowboy boots or Nike sneakers) has never felt more natural, or so unique.
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Four years of hard work!
This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
[Intro]
Am F
[Verse 1]
Am
Laying face first in an old box fan
F
Talking like Darth Vader
Am
Nintendo, Tecmo Bowl
F
Beau Jackson, Oakland Raiders
Am
Michael Jackson with a glove on my hand
F
Moonwalking like Billy Jean
Am
No, I wasn't tryna change the world
F
All I ever really wanted to be was
[Chorus]
C G
Cool, cool
Am F
Yeah, we all wanna be cool, cool
F
Yeah, we all wanna be
C
Lost a little love, broke a few hearts
G
Lost a few nights shutting down bars
Am
Lost a good fake ID or two
F
We never lost our cool
C
Lost friends and we lost touch
G
Got a little older, but we never grew up
Am F
There's a reason new school wants to be old school
C G
We never lost our cool, cool
Am F
We never lost our cool, cool
F
We never lost our cool
[Post-Chorus]
Am
Yeah, so cool
F
(Everybody wants to be cool)
Am
So dang cool
[Verse 2]
Am
Good old boys and a hip-hop bass
F
808s and a hoopty hoopte?
Am
Can't sever them southern roots
F C
Way down yonder on the Chattahoochie
Am F
Played a little football, first game
Am F
Had to get the girls with the sick shades
Am F
Playing every song 'til your fingers bleed
Am F
Doing everything just tryna be
[Chorus]
C G
Cool, cool
Am F
Yeah, we all wanna be cool, cool
F
Yeah, we all wanna be
C
Lost a little love, broke a few hearts
G
Lost a few nights shutting down bars
Am
Lost a good fake ID or two
F
We never lost our cool
C
Lost friends and we lost touch
G
Got a little older, but we never grew up
Am F
There's a reason new school wants to be old school
C G
We never lost our cool, cool
Am F
We never lost our cool, cool
F
Yeah, we all wanna be
[Bridge]
C
Cooler than the whip on the top of the pie
C
Cool and the gang's celebrating the night
C
Kool Aid mustache, 4th of July
C
So dang cool, you don't have to try
Em
You're just cool
Am
Yeah, we all wanna be cool
C
Yeah, we all wanna be
[Chorus]
C G
Cool, cool
Am F
Yeah, we all wanna be cool, cool
F
Yeah, we all wanna be
C
Lost a little love, broke a few hearts
G
Lost a few nights shutting down bars
Am
Lost a good fake ID or two
F
We never lost our cool
C
Lost friends and we lost touch
G
Got a little older, but we never grew up
Am F
There's a reason new school wants to be old school
C G
We never lost our cool, cool
Am F
We never lost our cool, cool
F
We never lost our cool
[Post-Chorus]
Am
Yeah, so cool
F
(Everybody just wants to be cool)
Am
So dang cool
Am F
[Verse 1]
Am
Laying face first in an old box fan
F
Talking like Darth Vader
Am
Nintendo, Tecmo Bowl
F
Beau Jackson, Oakland Raiders
Am
Michael Jackson with a glove on my hand
F
Moonwalking like Billy Jean
Am
No, I wasn't tryna change the world
F
All I ever really wanted to be was
[Chorus]
C G
Cool, cool
Am F
Yeah, we all wanna be cool, cool
F
Yeah, we all wanna be
C
Lost a little love, broke a few hearts
G
Lost a few nights shutting down bars
Am
Lost a good fake ID or two
F
We never lost our cool
C
Lost friends and we lost touch
G
Got a little older, but we never grew up
Am F
There's a reason new school wants to be old school
C G
We never lost our cool, cool
Am F
We never lost our cool, cool
F
We never lost our cool
[Post-Chorus]
Am
Yeah, so cool
F
(Everybody wants to be cool)
Am
So dang cool
[Verse 2]
Am
Good old boys and a hip-hop bass
F
808s and a hoopty hoopte?
Am
Can't sever them southern roots
F C
Way down yonder on the Chattahoochie
Am F
Played a little football, first game
Am F
Had to get the girls with the sick shades
Am F
Playing every song 'til your fingers bleed
Am F
Doing everything just tryna be
[Chorus]
C G
Cool, cool
Am F
Yeah, we all wanna be cool, cool
F
Yeah, we all wanna be
C
Lost a little love, broke a few hearts
G
Lost a few nights shutting down bars
Am
Lost a good fake ID or two
F
We never lost our cool
C
Lost friends and we lost touch
G
Got a little older, but we never grew up
Am F
There's a reason new school wants to be old school
C G
We never lost our cool, cool
Am F
We never lost our cool, cool
F
Yeah, we all wanna be
[Bridge]
C
Cooler than the whip on the top of the pie
C
Cool and the gang's celebrating the night
C
Kool Aid mustache, 4th of July
C
So dang cool, you don't have to try
Em
You're just cool
Am
Yeah, we all wanna be cool
C
Yeah, we all wanna be
[Chorus]
C G
Cool, cool
Am F
Yeah, we all wanna be cool, cool
F
Yeah, we all wanna be
C
Lost a little love, broke a few hearts
G
Lost a few nights shutting down bars
Am
Lost a good fake ID or two
F
We never lost our cool
C
Lost friends and we lost touch
G
Got a little older, but we never grew up
Am F
There's a reason new school wants to be old school
C G
We never lost our cool, cool
Am F
We never lost our cool, cool
F
We never lost our cool
[Post-Chorus]
Am
Yeah, so cool
F
(Everybody just wants to be cool)
Am
So dang cool
