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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
C Em
I just stepped on a plane, my bags on the shelf
Am F
I find my seat in the middle and plan to keep to myself
C Em
The pilot comes on, says "there's been a delay"
Am F
And I sigh, buckle up, and prepare for the wait
C Em
There's a middle-aged woman on my right by the window
Am F
No ring on her finger maybe divorced or a widow?
C Em
She's drafting an email and from where I am seated
Am F
I can side-eye that shit, so of course I'm gon' read it
It said:
C Em
Dear McCracken
Am F
This is already great dude's got a pen pal and a killer last name
C Em Am F
She opens with an inside joke and she's hopin' to set a casual tone, her words carefully chosen
C Em
She was sure that her week spent in Houston would drag
Am F
But then a face from her past quickly changed all of that
C Em
The trip was for business, she's used to the travel
Am F
But this time she's not ready to head back to Seattle
[Chorus]
C G Am
Dear McCracken, I'd rather be off this plane
F C
I can't admit the half of it that I want to say
G
Do I pretend? Do I push you away?
Am F
I'm jet laggin' McCracken and I'll give you
C
I'll give you your space
C G Am F C
C Em
I can tell by the abuse of the backspace key
Am F
There's a heart balanced on how her words are perceived
C Em
She's retyped that fourth paragraph four times
Am F
Swinging the tone back forth until she's so satisfied
C Em
That he knows that even though their paths have diverged
Am F
There's an air of regret but not enough to reverse
C Em
And I am stunned, there I sit, completely convinced
Am F
That once you grow old you stop dealin' with this
C Em Am
The uncertain, the hurtin', the feelin like dirt when things don't
F
Work out by the fall of the curtain
C Em
She hits send, powers off, and we're ready to go
Am F
And I am sad for the passion that McCracken, he might never know
[Chorus]
C G Am
Dear McCracken, I'd rather be off this plane
F C
I can't admit the half of it that I want to say
G
Do I pretend? Do I push you away?
Am F
I'm jet laggin' McCracken and I'll give you
I'll give you your
C G Am
Dear McCracken, I'm keepin' this on my chest
F C
I said a lot of things but none of them what I meant
G
Do I pretend? Do I try to forget?
Am F
I'm jet laggin' McCracken and I wish you
C
I wish you the best
C G Am F
C G
And I thought, I thought by that age
Am F C
Our broken hearts had seen their worst
C G Am
And I thought that kind of heartache was meant for the young
F
But we're never too old to hurt
C G
And I thought, I thought by that age
Am F C
Our broken hearts had seen their worst
C G Am
And I thought that kind of heartache was meant for the young
F
But we're never too old to hurt
C G Am F
C Em
I just stepped off a plane, I've got one regret
Am F
I know I'll never get closure or ever see how it ends
C Em
No I won't know his answer, what happens between them
Am F
And why she kept her cards so close even she couldn't see them
C Em
What gave her such pause when she so clearly wanted
Am F
To tell you all the emotions she tried so hard to bottle
C E7
And I'll never know why she kept the honest truth from you
Am
But oh Dear McCracken
G
In the rough draft
F
Oh in the rough draft
C
In the rough draft she loved you
I just stepped on a plane, my bags on the shelf
Am F
I find my seat in the middle and plan to keep to myself
C Em
The pilot comes on, says "there's been a delay"
Am F
And I sigh, buckle up, and prepare for the wait
C Em
There's a middle-aged woman on my right by the window
Am F
No ring on her finger maybe divorced or a widow?
C Em
She's drafting an email and from where I am seated
Am F
I can side-eye that shit, so of course I'm gon' read it
It said:
C Em
Dear McCracken
Am F
This is already great dude's got a pen pal and a killer last name
C Em Am F
She opens with an inside joke and she's hopin' to set a casual tone, her words carefully chosen
C Em
She was sure that her week spent in Houston would drag
Am F
But then a face from her past quickly changed all of that
C Em
The trip was for business, she's used to the travel
Am F
But this time she's not ready to head back to Seattle
[Chorus]
C G Am
Dear McCracken, I'd rather be off this plane
F C
I can't admit the half of it that I want to say
G
Do I pretend? Do I push you away?
Am F
I'm jet laggin' McCracken and I'll give you
C
I'll give you your space
C G Am F C
C Em
I can tell by the abuse of the backspace key
Am F
There's a heart balanced on how her words are perceived
C Em
She's retyped that fourth paragraph four times
Am F
Swinging the tone back forth until she's so satisfied
C Em
That he knows that even though their paths have diverged
Am F
There's an air of regret but not enough to reverse
C Em
And I am stunned, there I sit, completely convinced
Am F
That once you grow old you stop dealin' with this
C Em Am
The uncertain, the hurtin', the feelin like dirt when things don't
F
Work out by the fall of the curtain
C Em
She hits send, powers off, and we're ready to go
Am F
And I am sad for the passion that McCracken, he might never know
[Chorus]
C G Am
Dear McCracken, I'd rather be off this plane
F C
I can't admit the half of it that I want to say
G
Do I pretend? Do I push you away?
Am F
I'm jet laggin' McCracken and I'll give you
I'll give you your
C G Am
Dear McCracken, I'm keepin' this on my chest
F C
I said a lot of things but none of them what I meant
G
Do I pretend? Do I try to forget?
Am F
I'm jet laggin' McCracken and I wish you
C
I wish you the best
C G Am F
C G
And I thought, I thought by that age
Am F C
Our broken hearts had seen their worst
C G Am
And I thought that kind of heartache was meant for the young
F
But we're never too old to hurt
C G
And I thought, I thought by that age
Am F C
Our broken hearts had seen their worst
C G Am
And I thought that kind of heartache was meant for the young
F
But we're never too old to hurt
C G Am F
C Em
I just stepped off a plane, I've got one regret
Am F
I know I'll never get closure or ever see how it ends
C Em
No I won't know his answer, what happens between them
Am F
And why she kept her cards so close even she couldn't see them
C Em
What gave her such pause when she so clearly wanted
Am F
To tell you all the emotions she tried so hard to bottle
C E7
And I'll never know why she kept the honest truth from you
Am
But oh Dear McCracken
G
In the rough draft
F
Oh in the rough draft
C
In the rough draft she loved you
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