Chords for "Mom Could Play Guitar" By Drew Gasparini Performed by Alex Brightman
Tempo:
99.5 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
Eb
Gm
Cm
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Bb] [Gm] [Bb]
[Eb] Mom came home [Bb] with lots to say.
[Eb] She's pissed [Bbm] because she found a gray [Bb] hair.
[Eb] You'd never guess that [Bb] she aged a day.
[Eb] But sometimes [Bb] life just [Ab] doesn't play [Bb] fair.
[Gm] My mom and dad [Bb] loved PDA.
[Eb] He shared the joy true [Bb] love could bring her.
They made a home north of the bay.
[Eb] My mom showed me how to be a singer.
[Cm] Music [Bb] was like breathing, [Eb] because it looked so easy.
She always had [Bb] a song worth singing.
[Eb]
[Bb] Mom taught music every day and raised us all by the [Eb] Western [Bb] seaboard.
When I [Gm] told mom [Bb] that I want to play, she [Eb] grabbed her guitar and taught me a D chord.
[Cm] Her [E] calloused [F] fingers, it [Eb] made it look so easy.
[Ab] Thanks for being patient with me.
[Bb] Ooh, the [Ab] only [Fm] music I knew was [Cm] from days of each amazing [Eb] childhood afternoon.
[Gm] And [F] ooh, take a [Eb] look at where we [Bb] are.
[Cm] It's all [Eb] because my mom could [Bb] play guitar.
After school, she was the carpool queen.
[Eb] For noisy kids, [Bb] she'd never be bored.
I was a shithead, angsty teen, fixated [Eb] on a life [Bb] led by a D chord.
[Cm] Putting words [Bb] to music, it [Eb] wasn't always easy.
[Ab] But mom was always there believing.
[Bb] Ooh, the [Fm] only music I knew was [Cm] from days of each amazing [Eb] childhood afternoon.
[Gm] And [F] ooh, music [Eb] led me so [Bb] far.
[Cm] It's all because [Eb] my mom [Bb] could play [Gm] guitar.
[Bb]
[F] One thing I learned just by being around.
[Dm] A mother's job is never finished, [Am] even when we're [Dm] grown.
And [Eb] there's nothing [Bb] like the wound she gets [F] from hearing [C] the words.
[Eb] I need to do this on [Bb] my own.
[F] [C] Mom's worst fear, [Bb] the empty nest.
[Eb] A houseful gone [Bb] must hit the hardest.
[Eb] Mom and dad can [Bb] only do their best.
[Eb] The plight of [Bb] raising four young artists.
[Gm]
Mom taught [Bb] me to be brave.
[Eb] Because what you fear is [G] what you lean [Bb] toward.
Years of sacrifice and savings.
[Eb] I never thanked her [Bb] for the D chord.
[Eb] [Bb] [Gm] [Bb]
[E] [N]
[Eb] Mom came home [Bb] with lots to say.
[Eb] She's pissed [Bbm] because she found a gray [Bb] hair.
[Eb] You'd never guess that [Bb] she aged a day.
[Eb] But sometimes [Bb] life just [Ab] doesn't play [Bb] fair.
[Gm] My mom and dad [Bb] loved PDA.
[Eb] He shared the joy true [Bb] love could bring her.
They made a home north of the bay.
[Eb] My mom showed me how to be a singer.
[Cm] Music [Bb] was like breathing, [Eb] because it looked so easy.
She always had [Bb] a song worth singing.
[Eb]
[Bb] Mom taught music every day and raised us all by the [Eb] Western [Bb] seaboard.
When I [Gm] told mom [Bb] that I want to play, she [Eb] grabbed her guitar and taught me a D chord.
[Cm] Her [E] calloused [F] fingers, it [Eb] made it look so easy.
[Ab] Thanks for being patient with me.
[Bb] Ooh, the [Ab] only [Fm] music I knew was [Cm] from days of each amazing [Eb] childhood afternoon.
[Gm] And [F] ooh, take a [Eb] look at where we [Bb] are.
[Cm] It's all [Eb] because my mom could [Bb] play guitar.
After school, she was the carpool queen.
[Eb] For noisy kids, [Bb] she'd never be bored.
I was a shithead, angsty teen, fixated [Eb] on a life [Bb] led by a D chord.
[Cm] Putting words [Bb] to music, it [Eb] wasn't always easy.
[Ab] But mom was always there believing.
[Bb] Ooh, the [Fm] only music I knew was [Cm] from days of each amazing [Eb] childhood afternoon.
[Gm] And [F] ooh, music [Eb] led me so [Bb] far.
[Cm] It's all because [Eb] my mom [Bb] could play [Gm] guitar.
[Bb]
[F] One thing I learned just by being around.
[Dm] A mother's job is never finished, [Am] even when we're [Dm] grown.
And [Eb] there's nothing [Bb] like the wound she gets [F] from hearing [C] the words.
[Eb] I need to do this on [Bb] my own.
[F] [C] Mom's worst fear, [Bb] the empty nest.
[Eb] A houseful gone [Bb] must hit the hardest.
[Eb] Mom and dad can [Bb] only do their best.
[Eb] The plight of [Bb] raising four young artists.
[Gm]
Mom taught [Bb] me to be brave.
[Eb] Because what you fear is [G] what you lean [Bb] toward.
Years of sacrifice and savings.
[Eb] I never thanked her [Bb] for the D chord.
[Eb] [Bb] [Gm] [Bb]
[E] [N]
Key:
Bb
Eb
Gm
Cm
F
Bb
Eb
Gm
[Bb] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ _ _ [Eb] Mom came home [Bb] with lots to say.
_ [Eb] _ She's pissed [Bbm] because she found a gray [Bb] hair.
[Eb] You'd never guess that [Bb] she aged a day.
[Eb] But sometimes [Bb] life just [Ab] doesn't play [Bb] fair. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Gm] My mom and dad [Bb] loved PDA.
_ [Eb] He shared the joy true [Bb] love could bring her.
They made a home north of the bay.
[Eb] My mom showed me how to be a singer.
[Cm] Music [Bb] was like breathing, [Eb] because it looked so easy.
She always had [Bb] a song worth singing.
_ [Eb] _
_ [Bb] Mom taught music every day _ and raised us all by the [Eb] Western _ [Bb] seaboard.
When I [Gm] told mom [Bb] that I want to play, she [Eb] grabbed her guitar and taught me a D chord.
[Cm] Her [E] calloused [F] fingers, it [Eb] made it look so easy.
[Ab] Thanks for being patient with me. _ _
_ [Bb] Ooh, the [Ab] only [Fm] music I knew was [Cm] from days of each amazing [Eb] childhood afternoon.
[Gm] And [F] ooh, take a [Eb] look at where we [Bb] are.
[Cm] It's all [Eb] because my mom could [Bb] play guitar. _
_ _ _ _ _ After school, she was the carpool queen.
[Eb] For noisy kids, [Bb] she'd never be bored.
I was a shithead, angsty teen, fixated [Eb] on a life [Bb] led by a D chord.
[Cm] Putting words [Bb] to music, it [Eb] wasn't always easy.
[Ab] But mom was always there believing.
_ _ _ [Bb] Ooh, the [Fm] only music I knew was [Cm] from days of each amazing [Eb] childhood afternoon.
[Gm] And [F] ooh, music [Eb] led me so [Bb] far.
[Cm] It's all because [Eb] my mom [Bb] could play [Gm] guitar.
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[F] One thing I learned just by being around.
[Dm] A mother's job is never finished, [Am] even when we're [Dm] grown.
And [Eb] there's nothing [Bb] like the wound she gets [F] from hearing [C] the words.
[Eb] I need to do this on [Bb] my own. _
_ _ _ _ _ [F] _ [C] Mom's worst fear, [Bb] the empty nest.
[Eb] A houseful gone [Bb] must hit the hardest.
[Eb] Mom and dad can [Bb] only do their best.
[Eb] _ The plight of [Bb] raising four young artists.
_ [Gm]
Mom taught [Bb] me to be brave.
_ [Eb] _ Because what you fear is [G] what you lean [Bb] toward.
Years of sacrifice and savings.
[Eb] I never thanked her [Bb] for the D chord.
[Eb] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ [Eb] Mom came home [Bb] with lots to say.
_ [Eb] _ She's pissed [Bbm] because she found a gray [Bb] hair.
[Eb] You'd never guess that [Bb] she aged a day.
[Eb] But sometimes [Bb] life just [Ab] doesn't play [Bb] fair. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Gm] My mom and dad [Bb] loved PDA.
_ [Eb] He shared the joy true [Bb] love could bring her.
They made a home north of the bay.
[Eb] My mom showed me how to be a singer.
[Cm] Music [Bb] was like breathing, [Eb] because it looked so easy.
She always had [Bb] a song worth singing.
_ [Eb] _
_ [Bb] Mom taught music every day _ and raised us all by the [Eb] Western _ [Bb] seaboard.
When I [Gm] told mom [Bb] that I want to play, she [Eb] grabbed her guitar and taught me a D chord.
[Cm] Her [E] calloused [F] fingers, it [Eb] made it look so easy.
[Ab] Thanks for being patient with me. _ _
_ [Bb] Ooh, the [Ab] only [Fm] music I knew was [Cm] from days of each amazing [Eb] childhood afternoon.
[Gm] And [F] ooh, take a [Eb] look at where we [Bb] are.
[Cm] It's all [Eb] because my mom could [Bb] play guitar. _
_ _ _ _ _ After school, she was the carpool queen.
[Eb] For noisy kids, [Bb] she'd never be bored.
I was a shithead, angsty teen, fixated [Eb] on a life [Bb] led by a D chord.
[Cm] Putting words [Bb] to music, it [Eb] wasn't always easy.
[Ab] But mom was always there believing.
_ _ _ [Bb] Ooh, the [Fm] only music I knew was [Cm] from days of each amazing [Eb] childhood afternoon.
[Gm] And [F] ooh, music [Eb] led me so [Bb] far.
[Cm] It's all because [Eb] my mom [Bb] could play [Gm] guitar.
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[F] One thing I learned just by being around.
[Dm] A mother's job is never finished, [Am] even when we're [Dm] grown.
And [Eb] there's nothing [Bb] like the wound she gets [F] from hearing [C] the words.
[Eb] I need to do this on [Bb] my own. _
_ _ _ _ _ [F] _ [C] Mom's worst fear, [Bb] the empty nest.
[Eb] A houseful gone [Bb] must hit the hardest.
[Eb] Mom and dad can [Bb] only do their best.
[Eb] _ The plight of [Bb] raising four young artists.
_ [Gm]
Mom taught [Bb] me to be brave.
_ [Eb] _ Because what you fear is [G] what you lean [Bb] toward.
Years of sacrifice and savings.
[Eb] I never thanked her [Bb] for the D chord.
[Eb] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [N] _