Hosier - Take It Back ( OFFICIAL SONG) Chords
Tempo:
118.05 bpm
Chords used:
A
F#m
D
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[N]
[F#m]
[D]
[A]
[E]
[F#m]
[D]
[A] We ridin' down a back road, gettin' stoned,
Hey, it's [E] fire, we're spittin' fire, smokin' under the pines.
[F#m] Fire off in the grass, I gotta caught us some ash,
And we [D] gon' take it back, take it back to the good old
[A] We ridin' down a back road, gettin' stoned,
Hey, it's [E] fire, we're spittin' fire, smokin' under the pines.
[F#m] Fire off in the grass, I gotta caught us some ash,
And we [D] gon' take it back, take it back to the good old
[A] Day to day, we ride around, find a back road,
And we roll it down [E] with the music loud,
And we're in the town, [A] just some good old boys from a small town,
[F#m] With big dreams and we full of life, life's a gamble, we roll the dice,
[D] With no regrets, not thinking twice about the consequence,
And we pay the price, [A] the best life, and we live it up,
Like it's no tomorrow, and it's not a race,
[E] Give God a grace, he paid the way, and God is good, and God is great,
And [F#m] I take it back to the good old days, with no care, not one in the world,
[D] Not one change, it's all the same, life's split, and forever [A] I'ma live, we roll
We ridin' down a back road, gettin' stoned,
Hey, it's [E] fire, we're spittin' fire, [A] smokin' under the pines.
[F#m] Fire off in the grass, I gotta caught us some ash,
And we [D] gon' take it back, take it back to the good [A] old
We ridin' down a back road, gettin' stoned,
Hey, [E] it's fire, we're spittin' fire, smokin' under the pines.
[F#m] Fire off in the grass, I gotta caught us some ash,
And we [D] gon' take it back, take it back to the good old
[A] Them good old days was so fine and dandy,
We was young and dumb with no bills demanding,
[E] It was field parties with them blind fives,
We lit em up until the sun came,
[F#m] We knew our mom and dad was gonna bring the rain,
We didn't give a damn, so we kept [D] bangin',
On the shine with John Deere greens,
With some country bumpkins and some cut-off jeans,
[A] Them good old days were another kind,
I swear to God I go back in time,
[E] I live it all over in the dump of a dime,
It was here to shine, for goodness sake,
[F#m] Life's a maze, you gotta make your way,
Live it up like it's no tomorrow,
[D] Live life with no regrets,
And take it back to the good old days.
We [A] ridin' down a back road, gettin' stoned,
Hey, [E] it's fire, we're spittin' fire, smokin' under the pines.
[F#m] Fire off in the grass, I gotta caught us some ash,
And we [D] gon' take it back, take it back to the good old [A] days.
We ridin' down a back road, gettin' stoned,
Hey, [E] it's fire, we're spittin' fire, smokin' under the pines.
[F#m] Fire off in the grass, I gotta caught us some ash,
And we [D] gon' take it back, take it back to the good old [A] days.
[E]
[F#m]
[D]
[A] We ridin' down a back road, gettin' stoned,
Hey, [E] it's fire, we're spittin' fire, [A] smokin' under the [E] pines.
[F#m] Fire off in the grass, I gotta caught us some ash,
And [D] we gon' take it back, take it back to the good old [A] days.
We ridin' down a back road, gettin' stoned,
Hey, it's fire, [E] we're spittin' fire, smokin' under the pines.
[F#m] Fire off in the grass, I gotta caught us some ash,
And [D] we gon' take it back, take it back to the good old days.
Thanks for watching!
[A]
[F#m]
[F#m]
[D]
[A]
[E]
[F#m]
[D]
[A] We ridin' down a back road, gettin' stoned,
Hey, it's [E] fire, we're spittin' fire, smokin' under the pines.
[F#m] Fire off in the grass, I gotta caught us some ash,
And we [D] gon' take it back, take it back to the good old
[A] We ridin' down a back road, gettin' stoned,
Hey, it's [E] fire, we're spittin' fire, smokin' under the pines.
[F#m] Fire off in the grass, I gotta caught us some ash,
And we [D] gon' take it back, take it back to the good old
[A] Day to day, we ride around, find a back road,
And we roll it down [E] with the music loud,
And we're in the town, [A] just some good old boys from a small town,
[F#m] With big dreams and we full of life, life's a gamble, we roll the dice,
[D] With no regrets, not thinking twice about the consequence,
And we pay the price, [A] the best life, and we live it up,
Like it's no tomorrow, and it's not a race,
[E] Give God a grace, he paid the way, and God is good, and God is great,
And [F#m] I take it back to the good old days, with no care, not one in the world,
[D] Not one change, it's all the same, life's split, and forever [A] I'ma live, we roll
We ridin' down a back road, gettin' stoned,
Hey, it's [E] fire, we're spittin' fire, [A] smokin' under the pines.
[F#m] Fire off in the grass, I gotta caught us some ash,
And we [D] gon' take it back, take it back to the good [A] old
We ridin' down a back road, gettin' stoned,
Hey, [E] it's fire, we're spittin' fire, smokin' under the pines.
[F#m] Fire off in the grass, I gotta caught us some ash,
And we [D] gon' take it back, take it back to the good old
[A] Them good old days was so fine and dandy,
We was young and dumb with no bills demanding,
[E] It was field parties with them blind fives,
We lit em up until the sun came,
[F#m] We knew our mom and dad was gonna bring the rain,
We didn't give a damn, so we kept [D] bangin',
On the shine with John Deere greens,
With some country bumpkins and some cut-off jeans,
[A] Them good old days were another kind,
I swear to God I go back in time,
[E] I live it all over in the dump of a dime,
It was here to shine, for goodness sake,
[F#m] Life's a maze, you gotta make your way,
Live it up like it's no tomorrow,
[D] Live life with no regrets,
And take it back to the good old days.
We [A] ridin' down a back road, gettin' stoned,
Hey, [E] it's fire, we're spittin' fire, smokin' under the pines.
[F#m] Fire off in the grass, I gotta caught us some ash,
And we [D] gon' take it back, take it back to the good old [A] days.
We ridin' down a back road, gettin' stoned,
Hey, [E] it's fire, we're spittin' fire, smokin' under the pines.
[F#m] Fire off in the grass, I gotta caught us some ash,
And we [D] gon' take it back, take it back to the good old [A] days.
[E]
[F#m]
[D]
[A] We ridin' down a back road, gettin' stoned,
Hey, [E] it's fire, we're spittin' fire, [A] smokin' under the [E] pines.
[F#m] Fire off in the grass, I gotta caught us some ash,
And [D] we gon' take it back, take it back to the good old [A] days.
We ridin' down a back road, gettin' stoned,
Hey, it's fire, [E] we're spittin' fire, smokin' under the pines.
[F#m] Fire off in the grass, I gotta caught us some ash,
And [D] we gon' take it back, take it back to the good old days.
Thanks for watching!
[A]
[F#m]
Key:
A
F#m
D
E
A
F#m
D
E
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[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] We ridin' down a back road, gettin' stoned,
Hey, it's [E] fire, we're spittin' fire, smokin' under the pines.
[F#m] Fire off in the grass, I gotta caught us some ash,
And we [D] gon' take it back, take it back to the good old_
[A] We ridin' down a back road, gettin' stoned,
Hey, it's [E] fire, we're spittin' fire, smokin' under the pines.
[F#m] Fire off in the grass, I gotta caught us some ash,
And we [D] gon' take it back, take it back to the good old_
[A] Day to day, we ride around, find a back road,
And we roll it down [E] with the music loud,
And we're in the town, [A] just some good old boys from a small town,
[F#m] With big dreams and we full of life, life's a gamble, we roll the dice,
[D] With no regrets, not thinking twice about the consequence,
And we pay the price, [A] the best life, and we live it up,
Like it's no tomorrow, and it's not a race,
[E] Give God a grace, he paid the way, and God is good, and God is great,
And [F#m] I take it back to the good old days, with no care, not one in the world,
[D] Not one change, it's all the same, life's split, and forever [A] I'ma live, we roll_
We ridin' down a back road, gettin' stoned,
Hey, it's [E] fire, we're spittin' fire, [A] smokin' under the pines.
[F#m] Fire off in the grass, I gotta caught us some ash,
And we [D] gon' take it back, take it back to the good [A] old_
We ridin' down a back road, gettin' stoned,
Hey, [E] it's fire, we're spittin' fire, smokin' under the pines.
[F#m] Fire off in the grass, I gotta caught us some ash,
And we [D] gon' take it back, take it back to the good old_
[A] Them good old days was so fine and dandy,
We was young and dumb with no bills demanding,
[E] It was field parties with them blind fives,
We lit em up until the sun came,
[F#m] We knew our mom and dad was gonna bring the rain,
We didn't give a damn, so we kept [D] bangin',
On the shine with John Deere greens,
With some country bumpkins and some cut-off jeans,
[A] Them good old days were another kind,
I swear to God I go back in time,
[E] I live it all over in the dump of a dime,
It was here to shine, for goodness sake,
[F#m] Life's a maze, you gotta make your way,
Live it up like it's no tomorrow,
[D] Live life with no regrets,
And take it back to the good old days.
We [A] ridin' down a back road, gettin' stoned,
Hey, [E] it's fire, we're spittin' fire, smokin' under the pines.
[F#m] Fire off in the grass, I gotta caught us some ash,
And we [D] gon' take it back, take it back to the good old [A] days.
We ridin' down a back road, gettin' stoned,
Hey, [E] it's fire, we're spittin' fire, smokin' under the pines.
[F#m] Fire off in the grass, I gotta caught us some ash,
And we [D] gon' take it back, take it back to the good old [A] days. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] We ridin' down a back road, gettin' stoned,
Hey, [E] it's fire, we're spittin' fire, [A] smokin' under the [E] pines.
[F#m] Fire off in the grass, I gotta caught us some ash,
And [D] we gon' take it back, take it back to the good old [A] days.
We ridin' down a back road, gettin' stoned,
Hey, it's fire, [E] we're spittin' fire, smokin' under the pines.
[F#m] Fire off in the grass, I gotta caught us some ash,
And [D] we gon' take it back, take it back to the good old days.
Thanks for watching! _ _ _ _ _ _
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[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] We ridin' down a back road, gettin' stoned,
Hey, it's [E] fire, we're spittin' fire, smokin' under the pines.
[F#m] Fire off in the grass, I gotta caught us some ash,
And we [D] gon' take it back, take it back to the good old_
[A] We ridin' down a back road, gettin' stoned,
Hey, it's [E] fire, we're spittin' fire, smokin' under the pines.
[F#m] Fire off in the grass, I gotta caught us some ash,
And we [D] gon' take it back, take it back to the good old_
[A] Day to day, we ride around, find a back road,
And we roll it down [E] with the music loud,
And we're in the town, [A] just some good old boys from a small town,
[F#m] With big dreams and we full of life, life's a gamble, we roll the dice,
[D] With no regrets, not thinking twice about the consequence,
And we pay the price, [A] the best life, and we live it up,
Like it's no tomorrow, and it's not a race,
[E] Give God a grace, he paid the way, and God is good, and God is great,
And [F#m] I take it back to the good old days, with no care, not one in the world,
[D] Not one change, it's all the same, life's split, and forever [A] I'ma live, we roll_
We ridin' down a back road, gettin' stoned,
Hey, it's [E] fire, we're spittin' fire, [A] smokin' under the pines.
[F#m] Fire off in the grass, I gotta caught us some ash,
And we [D] gon' take it back, take it back to the good [A] old_
We ridin' down a back road, gettin' stoned,
Hey, [E] it's fire, we're spittin' fire, smokin' under the pines.
[F#m] Fire off in the grass, I gotta caught us some ash,
And we [D] gon' take it back, take it back to the good old_
[A] Them good old days was so fine and dandy,
We was young and dumb with no bills demanding,
[E] It was field parties with them blind fives,
We lit em up until the sun came,
[F#m] We knew our mom and dad was gonna bring the rain,
We didn't give a damn, so we kept [D] bangin',
On the shine with John Deere greens,
With some country bumpkins and some cut-off jeans,
[A] Them good old days were another kind,
I swear to God I go back in time,
[E] I live it all over in the dump of a dime,
It was here to shine, for goodness sake,
[F#m] Life's a maze, you gotta make your way,
Live it up like it's no tomorrow,
[D] Live life with no regrets,
And take it back to the good old days.
We [A] ridin' down a back road, gettin' stoned,
Hey, [E] it's fire, we're spittin' fire, smokin' under the pines.
[F#m] Fire off in the grass, I gotta caught us some ash,
And we [D] gon' take it back, take it back to the good old [A] days.
We ridin' down a back road, gettin' stoned,
Hey, [E] it's fire, we're spittin' fire, smokin' under the pines.
[F#m] Fire off in the grass, I gotta caught us some ash,
And we [D] gon' take it back, take it back to the good old [A] days. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] We ridin' down a back road, gettin' stoned,
Hey, [E] it's fire, we're spittin' fire, [A] smokin' under the [E] pines.
[F#m] Fire off in the grass, I gotta caught us some ash,
And [D] we gon' take it back, take it back to the good old [A] days.
We ridin' down a back road, gettin' stoned,
Hey, it's fire, [E] we're spittin' fire, smokin' under the pines.
[F#m] Fire off in the grass, I gotta caught us some ash,
And [D] we gon' take it back, take it back to the good old days.
Thanks for watching! _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _
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