Chords for CCMA 2016 | DEAN BRODY | TIME
Tempo:
82.6 bpm
Chords used:
C
G
D
Bm
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[G] [C]
[G] [C]
[G] Gang of kids on our pedal bikes, [C] in a dusty town we'd ride, [G] to the general store for [C] Popeye's cigarettes.
[G] Class of 99, [C] yeah we'd live, laugh, love and cry, [E] we took for [G] granted that those days [C] would never end.
[B] Living like that yearbook picture [C] wouldn't fade, there's some standing right beside me, I might never see [G] again.
The trouble is, you think you have [C]
time, [G] you think tomorrow's always coming down the [C] line.
And then [G] one day, you wake up and you find, the trouble [C] is, you [D] thought you had [G]
time.
[C] [G] Suiting up in a fancy job, in a big old house, two car garage, he works hard for his wife and his son.
An empty seat at t-ball games, it's just a sacrifice he'll make, but he'll make it up, when next weekend comes [C] along.
[Bm]
Years go by and that day comes [C] too soon, and that boy goes off to college, and you stand in his empty [D] room.
[G] The trouble is, you think you [C] have time, [G] you think tomorrow's always coming down the [C] line.
And then [G] one day, you wake up [C] and you find, [G] the trouble [C] is, you [D] thought you had [G] time.
Shotgun shells in a tackle box, [C] on the floorboard of a truck, morning [G] sun burning far off a [C] lake.
[G] Teenage girl with her granddad, who takes [C] her to school, [G] she can't take her eyes off that [C] Facebook page.
Someday [Bm] soon, who knows [D] how long, [C] she'll look up from that phone and he'll be [D] gone.
The trouble [G] is, you think you have [C] time, you think [G] tomorrow's always coming down [Cm] the line.
And [G] then one day, you [C] wake up and you find, the trouble is, you [D] thought you had [G] time.
[C] The trouble is, you [D] think you [G] have time.
[C] [Gm]
[G] [C]
[G] Gang of kids on our pedal bikes, [C] in a dusty town we'd ride, [G] to the general store for [C] Popeye's cigarettes.
[G] Class of 99, [C] yeah we'd live, laugh, love and cry, [E] we took for [G] granted that those days [C] would never end.
[B] Living like that yearbook picture [C] wouldn't fade, there's some standing right beside me, I might never see [G] again.
The trouble is, you think you have [C]
time, [G] you think tomorrow's always coming down the [C] line.
And then [G] one day, you wake up and you find, the trouble [C] is, you [D] thought you had [G]
time.
[C] [G] Suiting up in a fancy job, in a big old house, two car garage, he works hard for his wife and his son.
An empty seat at t-ball games, it's just a sacrifice he'll make, but he'll make it up, when next weekend comes [C] along.
[Bm]
Years go by and that day comes [C] too soon, and that boy goes off to college, and you stand in his empty [D] room.
[G] The trouble is, you think you [C] have time, [G] you think tomorrow's always coming down the [C] line.
And then [G] one day, you wake up [C] and you find, [G] the trouble [C] is, you [D] thought you had [G] time.
Shotgun shells in a tackle box, [C] on the floorboard of a truck, morning [G] sun burning far off a [C] lake.
[G] Teenage girl with her granddad, who takes [C] her to school, [G] she can't take her eyes off that [C] Facebook page.
Someday [Bm] soon, who knows [D] how long, [C] she'll look up from that phone and he'll be [D] gone.
The trouble [G] is, you think you have [C] time, you think [G] tomorrow's always coming down [Cm] the line.
And [G] then one day, you [C] wake up and you find, the trouble is, you [D] thought you had [G] time.
[C] The trouble is, you [D] think you [G] have time.
[C] [Gm]
Key:
C
G
D
Bm
E
C
G
D
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ [G] Gang of kids on our pedal bikes, [C] in a dusty town we'd ride, [G] to the general store for [C] Popeye's cigarettes.
_ _ [G] Class of 99, [C] yeah we'd live, laugh, love and cry, [E] we took for [G] granted that those days [C] would never end.
_ _ [B] Living like that yearbook picture [C] wouldn't fade, there's some standing right beside me, I might never see [G] again.
The trouble is, you think you have [C]
time, [G] you think tomorrow's always coming down the [C] line.
And then [G] one day, you wake up and you find, the trouble [C] is, you [D] thought you had [G]
time.
_ _ [C] _ _ [G] Suiting up in a fancy job, in a big old house, two car garage, he works hard for his wife and his son.
_ An empty seat at t-ball games, it's just a sacrifice he'll make, but he'll make it up, when next weekend comes [C] along.
_ _ _ [Bm]
Years go by and that day comes [C] too soon, _ and that boy goes off to college, and you stand in his empty [D] room.
[G] The trouble is, you think you [C] have time, [G] you think tomorrow's always coming down the [C] line.
And then [G] one day, you wake up [C] and you find, [G] the trouble [C] is, you [D] thought you had [G] time. _ _ _ _
_ _ Shotgun shells in a tackle box, [C] on the floorboard of a truck, morning [G] sun burning far off a [C] lake.
_ _ [G] Teenage girl with her granddad, who takes [C] her to school, [G] she can't take her eyes off that [C] Facebook page.
_ Someday [Bm] soon, who knows [D] how long, [C] she'll look up from that phone and he'll be [D] gone.
_ _ The trouble [G] is, you think you have [C] time, you think [G] tomorrow's always coming down [Cm] the line.
And [G] then one day, you [C] wake up and you find, the trouble is, you [D] thought you had [G] time.
[C] The trouble is, you [D] think you [G] have time.
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ [G] Gang of kids on our pedal bikes, [C] in a dusty town we'd ride, [G] to the general store for [C] Popeye's cigarettes.
_ _ [G] Class of 99, [C] yeah we'd live, laugh, love and cry, [E] we took for [G] granted that those days [C] would never end.
_ _ [B] Living like that yearbook picture [C] wouldn't fade, there's some standing right beside me, I might never see [G] again.
The trouble is, you think you have [C]
time, [G] you think tomorrow's always coming down the [C] line.
And then [G] one day, you wake up and you find, the trouble [C] is, you [D] thought you had [G]
time.
_ _ [C] _ _ [G] Suiting up in a fancy job, in a big old house, two car garage, he works hard for his wife and his son.
_ An empty seat at t-ball games, it's just a sacrifice he'll make, but he'll make it up, when next weekend comes [C] along.
_ _ _ [Bm]
Years go by and that day comes [C] too soon, _ and that boy goes off to college, and you stand in his empty [D] room.
[G] The trouble is, you think you [C] have time, [G] you think tomorrow's always coming down the [C] line.
And then [G] one day, you wake up [C] and you find, [G] the trouble [C] is, you [D] thought you had [G] time. _ _ _ _
_ _ Shotgun shells in a tackle box, [C] on the floorboard of a truck, morning [G] sun burning far off a [C] lake.
_ _ [G] Teenage girl with her granddad, who takes [C] her to school, [G] she can't take her eyes off that [C] Facebook page.
_ Someday [Bm] soon, who knows [D] how long, [C] she'll look up from that phone and he'll be [D] gone.
_ _ The trouble [G] is, you think you have [C] time, you think [G] tomorrow's always coming down [Cm] the line.
And [G] then one day, you [C] wake up and you find, the trouble is, you [D] thought you had [G] time.
[C] The trouble is, you [D] think you [G] have time.
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _