Chords for Jake Owen - Summer Jam (Official Lyric Video) ft. Florida Georgia Line
Tempo:
80.05 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
Eb
Ab
Cm
Gm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Eb] [Bb]
[Eb] [Bb] [Ab] [Bb]
[Eb] [Bb] [Ab] [Bb]
[Eb] You're the flops on my feet, the top down on my cheek.
You're the watermelon sticky lip kiss on my cheek.
You're the kick in the cup, [Bb] pretty girl, you know what's [Ab] up.
You a skinny little [Bb] dip in the creek.
[Eb] You're the shades that [Bb] hide the rays.
[Ab] You're even sweeter than my [Bb] sweet nanny's lemonade.
[Eb] Yeah, you hotter than a [Bb] tiki, midnight [Ab] sneaky.
I'm on back when the [Bb] girl, you coming out to [Eb] meet me, yeah.
Turn it [Bb] up, girl, you're turning me [Ab] on.
I wanna spin you like a [Bb] record here forever long.
[Eb] You know I'm digging what you're [Bb] doing, grooving just like you're [Ab] grooving.
Get that way [Bb] back, let's get back [Eb] to it now.
You and me, [Bb] we're like a simple song, [Ab] yeah, so damn [Bb] easy to sing [Eb] along.
I don't [Bb] need a guitar [Cm] or a band.
[Ab] Baby, you're my [Eb] summer jam.
[Bb] [Ab] [Bb]
[Eb] [Bb] [Ab] [Bb]
[Eb] You're the sun on my face, the cold beer in the case.
You're the little tan [Bb] legs swinging off of my gate.
You're the moon in my shine, you the rap in my [Ab] rhyme.
You ain't a seven, eight, [Bb] nine, no, girl, you will die.
[Eb] You're the shades that [Bb] hide the rays.
[Ab] You're even cooler than my [Bb] cooler when I'm chilling on the [Eb] lake.
Yeah, you finer than fine, [Gm] you put the good in the [Eb] time.
You're the fireworks [Bb] flying on the 4th of July, [Eb] so come on.
Turn it [Bb] up, girl, you're turning me [Ab] on.
I wanna spin you like a [Bb] record here forever [Eb] long.
You know I'm digging what you're [Bb] doing, grooving just like you're [Ab] grooving.
Get that way [Bb] back, let's get back [Eb] to it now.
You and [Bb] me, we're like a simple song, [Ab] yeah, so damn [Bb] easy to sing [Eb] along.
I don't [Bb] need a guitar [Cm] or a band.
[Ab] Baby, you're my [Eb] summer jam.
[Bb]
[Eb] [Ab] [Bb]
[Eb] And don't need my sweet home Alabama.
No, girl.
I don't want a jukebox, baby, and don't need a beat to dance.
All I need is you and me, you know that, baby.
You're my little shawty hottie driving me crazy.
You're the melody that gets me popping.
There ain't no stopping when we get to rocking.
Come on.
Turn it [Bb] up, girl, you're turning me [Ab] on.
I wanna spin you like a [Bb] record here forever long.
[Eb] You know I'm digging what you're [Bb] doing, grooving just like you're [Ab] grooving.
Get that [Bb] way back, let's get back [Eb] to it now.
You and [Bb] me, we're like a simple [Ab] song, yeah, so damn [Bb] easy to sing [Eb] along.
I don't [Bb] need a guitar [Cm] or a band.
[Ab] Baby, you're my [Eb] summer jam.
All I need is you [Bb] and me, you know that, [Eb] baby.
You're the [Bb] melody that drives me [Eb] crazy.
I don't need a guitar [Cm] or a band.
I don't need [Ab] a guitar or a band.
Baby, you're my [Eb] summer jam.
[Bb] [N]
[Eb] [Bb] [Ab] [Bb]
[Eb] [Bb] [Ab] [Bb]
[Eb] You're the flops on my feet, the top down on my cheek.
You're the watermelon sticky lip kiss on my cheek.
You're the kick in the cup, [Bb] pretty girl, you know what's [Ab] up.
You a skinny little [Bb] dip in the creek.
[Eb] You're the shades that [Bb] hide the rays.
[Ab] You're even sweeter than my [Bb] sweet nanny's lemonade.
[Eb] Yeah, you hotter than a [Bb] tiki, midnight [Ab] sneaky.
I'm on back when the [Bb] girl, you coming out to [Eb] meet me, yeah.
Turn it [Bb] up, girl, you're turning me [Ab] on.
I wanna spin you like a [Bb] record here forever long.
[Eb] You know I'm digging what you're [Bb] doing, grooving just like you're [Ab] grooving.
Get that way [Bb] back, let's get back [Eb] to it now.
You and me, [Bb] we're like a simple song, [Ab] yeah, so damn [Bb] easy to sing [Eb] along.
I don't [Bb] need a guitar [Cm] or a band.
[Ab] Baby, you're my [Eb] summer jam.
[Bb] [Ab] [Bb]
[Eb] [Bb] [Ab] [Bb]
[Eb] You're the sun on my face, the cold beer in the case.
You're the little tan [Bb] legs swinging off of my gate.
You're the moon in my shine, you the rap in my [Ab] rhyme.
You ain't a seven, eight, [Bb] nine, no, girl, you will die.
[Eb] You're the shades that [Bb] hide the rays.
[Ab] You're even cooler than my [Bb] cooler when I'm chilling on the [Eb] lake.
Yeah, you finer than fine, [Gm] you put the good in the [Eb] time.
You're the fireworks [Bb] flying on the 4th of July, [Eb] so come on.
Turn it [Bb] up, girl, you're turning me [Ab] on.
I wanna spin you like a [Bb] record here forever [Eb] long.
You know I'm digging what you're [Bb] doing, grooving just like you're [Ab] grooving.
Get that way [Bb] back, let's get back [Eb] to it now.
You and [Bb] me, we're like a simple song, [Ab] yeah, so damn [Bb] easy to sing [Eb] along.
I don't [Bb] need a guitar [Cm] or a band.
[Ab] Baby, you're my [Eb] summer jam.
[Bb]
[Eb] [Ab] [Bb]
[Eb] And don't need my sweet home Alabama.
No, girl.
I don't want a jukebox, baby, and don't need a beat to dance.
All I need is you and me, you know that, baby.
You're my little shawty hottie driving me crazy.
You're the melody that gets me popping.
There ain't no stopping when we get to rocking.
Come on.
Turn it [Bb] up, girl, you're turning me [Ab] on.
I wanna spin you like a [Bb] record here forever long.
[Eb] You know I'm digging what you're [Bb] doing, grooving just like you're [Ab] grooving.
Get that [Bb] way back, let's get back [Eb] to it now.
You and [Bb] me, we're like a simple [Ab] song, yeah, so damn [Bb] easy to sing [Eb] along.
I don't [Bb] need a guitar [Cm] or a band.
[Ab] Baby, you're my [Eb] summer jam.
All I need is you [Bb] and me, you know that, [Eb] baby.
You're the [Bb] melody that drives me [Eb] crazy.
I don't need a guitar [Cm] or a band.
I don't need [Ab] a guitar or a band.
Baby, you're my [Eb] summer jam.
[Bb] [N]
Key:
Bb
Eb
Ab
Cm
Gm
Bb
Eb
Ab
_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Eb] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Bb] _
[Eb] You're the flops on my feet, the top down on my cheek.
You're the watermelon sticky lip kiss on my cheek.
You're the kick in the cup, [Bb] pretty girl, you know what's [Ab] up.
You a skinny little [Bb] dip in the creek.
[Eb] You're the shades that [Bb] hide the rays.
[Ab] You're even sweeter than my [Bb] sweet nanny's lemonade.
[Eb] Yeah, you hotter than a [Bb] tiki, midnight [Ab] sneaky.
I'm on back when the [Bb] girl, you coming out to [Eb] meet me, yeah.
Turn it [Bb] up, girl, you're turning me [Ab] on.
I wanna spin you like a [Bb] record here forever long.
[Eb] You know I'm digging what you're [Bb] doing, grooving just like you're [Ab] grooving.
Get that way [Bb] back, let's get back [Eb] to it now.
You and me, [Bb] we're like a simple song, [Ab] yeah, so damn [Bb] easy to sing [Eb] along.
I don't [Bb] need a guitar [Cm] or a band.
_ [Ab] Baby, you're my [Eb] summer jam.
_ [Bb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Eb] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Bb] _
[Eb] You're the sun on my face, the cold beer in the case.
You're the little tan [Bb] legs swinging off of my gate.
You're the moon in my shine, you the rap in my [Ab] rhyme.
You ain't a seven, eight, [Bb] nine, no, girl, you will die.
[Eb] You're the shades that [Bb] hide the rays.
[Ab] You're even cooler than my [Bb] cooler when I'm chilling on the [Eb] lake.
Yeah, you finer than fine, [Gm] you put the good in the [Eb] time.
You're the fireworks [Bb] flying on the 4th of July, [Eb] so come on.
Turn it [Bb] up, girl, you're turning me [Ab] on.
I wanna spin you like a [Bb] record here forever [Eb] long.
You know I'm digging what you're [Bb] doing, grooving just like you're [Ab] grooving.
Get that way [Bb] back, let's get back [Eb] to it now.
You and [Bb] me, we're like a simple song, [Ab] yeah, so damn [Bb] easy to sing [Eb] along.
I don't [Bb] need a guitar [Cm] or a band.
_ [Ab] Baby, you're my [Eb] summer jam.
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Eb] And don't need my sweet home Alabama.
No, girl. _
I don't want a jukebox, baby, and don't need a beat to dance.
All I need is you and me, you know that, baby.
You're my little shawty hottie driving me crazy.
You're the melody that gets me popping.
There ain't no stopping when we get to rocking.
Come on.
Turn it [Bb] up, girl, you're turning me [Ab] on.
I wanna spin you like a [Bb] record here forever long.
[Eb] You know I'm digging what you're [Bb] doing, grooving just like you're [Ab] grooving.
Get that [Bb] way back, let's get back [Eb] to it now.
You and [Bb] me, we're like a simple [Ab] song, yeah, so damn [Bb] easy to sing [Eb] along.
I don't [Bb] need a guitar [Cm] or a band.
_ [Ab] Baby, you're my [Eb] summer jam.
All I need is you [Bb] and me, you know that, [Eb] baby.
You're the [Bb] melody that drives me [Eb] crazy.
I don't need a guitar [Cm] or a band.
I don't need [Ab] a guitar or a band.
Baby, you're my [Eb] summer jam. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Eb] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Bb] _
[Eb] You're the flops on my feet, the top down on my cheek.
You're the watermelon sticky lip kiss on my cheek.
You're the kick in the cup, [Bb] pretty girl, you know what's [Ab] up.
You a skinny little [Bb] dip in the creek.
[Eb] You're the shades that [Bb] hide the rays.
[Ab] You're even sweeter than my [Bb] sweet nanny's lemonade.
[Eb] Yeah, you hotter than a [Bb] tiki, midnight [Ab] sneaky.
I'm on back when the [Bb] girl, you coming out to [Eb] meet me, yeah.
Turn it [Bb] up, girl, you're turning me [Ab] on.
I wanna spin you like a [Bb] record here forever long.
[Eb] You know I'm digging what you're [Bb] doing, grooving just like you're [Ab] grooving.
Get that way [Bb] back, let's get back [Eb] to it now.
You and me, [Bb] we're like a simple song, [Ab] yeah, so damn [Bb] easy to sing [Eb] along.
I don't [Bb] need a guitar [Cm] or a band.
_ [Ab] Baby, you're my [Eb] summer jam.
_ [Bb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Eb] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Bb] _
[Eb] You're the sun on my face, the cold beer in the case.
You're the little tan [Bb] legs swinging off of my gate.
You're the moon in my shine, you the rap in my [Ab] rhyme.
You ain't a seven, eight, [Bb] nine, no, girl, you will die.
[Eb] You're the shades that [Bb] hide the rays.
[Ab] You're even cooler than my [Bb] cooler when I'm chilling on the [Eb] lake.
Yeah, you finer than fine, [Gm] you put the good in the [Eb] time.
You're the fireworks [Bb] flying on the 4th of July, [Eb] so come on.
Turn it [Bb] up, girl, you're turning me [Ab] on.
I wanna spin you like a [Bb] record here forever [Eb] long.
You know I'm digging what you're [Bb] doing, grooving just like you're [Ab] grooving.
Get that way [Bb] back, let's get back [Eb] to it now.
You and [Bb] me, we're like a simple song, [Ab] yeah, so damn [Bb] easy to sing [Eb] along.
I don't [Bb] need a guitar [Cm] or a band.
_ [Ab] Baby, you're my [Eb] summer jam.
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Eb] And don't need my sweet home Alabama.
No, girl. _
I don't want a jukebox, baby, and don't need a beat to dance.
All I need is you and me, you know that, baby.
You're my little shawty hottie driving me crazy.
You're the melody that gets me popping.
There ain't no stopping when we get to rocking.
Come on.
Turn it [Bb] up, girl, you're turning me [Ab] on.
I wanna spin you like a [Bb] record here forever long.
[Eb] You know I'm digging what you're [Bb] doing, grooving just like you're [Ab] grooving.
Get that [Bb] way back, let's get back [Eb] to it now.
You and [Bb] me, we're like a simple [Ab] song, yeah, so damn [Bb] easy to sing [Eb] along.
I don't [Bb] need a guitar [Cm] or a band.
_ [Ab] Baby, you're my [Eb] summer jam.
All I need is you [Bb] and me, you know that, [Eb] baby.
You're the [Bb] melody that drives me [Eb] crazy.
I don't need a guitar [Cm] or a band.
I don't need [Ab] a guitar or a band.
Baby, you're my [Eb] summer jam. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _