Our Song
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I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car
C G
He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel
A F
The other on my heart
C G
I look around turn the radio down
A F
He says baby is something wrong
C G A F
I say nothing I was just thinking how we don't have a song
And he says
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C G
Our song is the slamming screen doors
A F
Sneakin' out late tapping on your window
C G
When we're on the phone and you talk real slow
A F
cause it's late and your mama don't know
C G
Our song is the way you laugh
A F
The first date man I didn't kiss her and I should have
C G
And when I got home before I said amen
A F
Asking God if he could play it again
C G
I was walking up the front porch steps after everything that day
A F
Had gone all wrong and been trampled on
C
And lost and thrown away
G A F
Got to the hallway well on my way to my lovin' bed
C G
I almost didn't notice all the roses
A F
And the note that said
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C G
I've heard every album listened to the radio
A F
Waited for something to come along
C G
That was as good as our song
Cause
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C G
I was riding shotgun with my hair undone
A F
In the front seat of his car
C G
I grabbed a pen and an old napkin
A F
And I wrote down our song