The Most Chords by Lori Mckenna
Tempo:
74.25 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
D
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
My life is a grocery store [C] line, [Em] but we'll be just fine.
Don't know how [G] we survive, but we [D] do.
[G] My life is an early spring [C] snow, the last [Em] thread of hope
that I just keep [G] hanging on to.
[C] My life is pieces of [G] paper that I'll get back to [D] later.
I'll write you a [C] story of how I ended up here,
and how the little things [G] make us,
and how long it [D] takes us to figure out
what [C] matters the [G] most.
My life is a $2 beer.
Yeah, Friday nights [Em] here with friends
that I've [D] known since high school.
[G] My life is an order to [C] go, [G] a rainy car ride [Em] back home,
someone you [D] love to lay next to.
[C] My life is pieces [G] of paper that I'll get back [D] to later.
I'll write you [C] a story of how I ended up here,
[G] and how the little things make us,
and how long [D] it takes us to figure out
[C] what matters the most.
[D] Someday, well, I'll look back [C] and wonder.
[D] Someday, it comes around [C] a little [G] quicker
than they told you, asking, did I
do what I [C] was supposed to in my life?
[G]
[D] [G]
[D] [C] Don't know why the little [G] things make us,
and sometimes [D] it takes us too damn [C] long
to figure out what matters the most.
[G]
My life is green grass through [C] the snow,
a sweet, [Em] reckless hope.
Baby, [D] I know what [D] matters the [G] most.
Don't know how [G] we survive, but we [D] do.
[G] My life is an early spring [C] snow, the last [Em] thread of hope
that I just keep [G] hanging on to.
[C] My life is pieces of [G] paper that I'll get back to [D] later.
I'll write you a [C] story of how I ended up here,
and how the little things [G] make us,
and how long it [D] takes us to figure out
what [C] matters the [G] most.
My life is a $2 beer.
Yeah, Friday nights [Em] here with friends
that I've [D] known since high school.
[G] My life is an order to [C] go, [G] a rainy car ride [Em] back home,
someone you [D] love to lay next to.
[C] My life is pieces [G] of paper that I'll get back [D] to later.
I'll write you [C] a story of how I ended up here,
[G] and how the little things make us,
and how long [D] it takes us to figure out
[C] what matters the most.
[D] Someday, well, I'll look back [C] and wonder.
[D] Someday, it comes around [C] a little [G] quicker
than they told you, asking, did I
do what I [C] was supposed to in my life?
[G]
[D] [G]
[D] [C] Don't know why the little [G] things make us,
and sometimes [D] it takes us too damn [C] long
to figure out what matters the most.
[G]
My life is green grass through [C] the snow,
a sweet, [Em] reckless hope.
Baby, [D] I know what [D] matters the [G] most.
Key:
G
C
D
Em
G
C
D
Em
My life is a grocery store [C] line, [Em] but we'll be just fine.
Don't know how [G] we survive, but we [D] do.
[G] My life is an early spring [C] snow, the last [Em] thread of hope
that I just keep [G] hanging on to.
[C] My life is pieces of [G] paper that I'll get back to [D] later.
I'll write you a [C] story of how I ended up here,
and how the little things [G] make us,
and how long it [D] takes us to figure out
what [C] matters the [G] most.
_ _ My life is a $2 beer.
Yeah, Friday nights [Em] here with friends
that I've [D] known since high school.
[G] My life is an order to [C] go, [G] a rainy car ride [Em] back home, _
someone you [D] love to lay next to.
[C] My life is pieces [G] of paper that I'll get back [D] to later.
I'll write you [C] a story of how I ended up here,
[G] and how the little things make us,
and how long [D] it takes us to figure out
[C] what matters the most. _ _ _
_ [D] Someday, well, I'll look back [C] and wonder. _
_ [D] Someday, it comes around [C] a little [G] quicker
than they told you, asking, did I
do what I [C] was supposed to in my life?
_ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
[D] [C] Don't know why the little [G] things make us,
and sometimes [D] it takes us too damn [C] long
to figure out what matters the most.
_ [G] _ _ _
My life is green grass through [C] the snow,
a sweet, [Em] reckless hope.
Baby, [D] I know what [D] matters the [G] most. _ _ _ _
Don't know how [G] we survive, but we [D] do.
[G] My life is an early spring [C] snow, the last [Em] thread of hope
that I just keep [G] hanging on to.
[C] My life is pieces of [G] paper that I'll get back to [D] later.
I'll write you a [C] story of how I ended up here,
and how the little things [G] make us,
and how long it [D] takes us to figure out
what [C] matters the [G] most.
_ _ My life is a $2 beer.
Yeah, Friday nights [Em] here with friends
that I've [D] known since high school.
[G] My life is an order to [C] go, [G] a rainy car ride [Em] back home, _
someone you [D] love to lay next to.
[C] My life is pieces [G] of paper that I'll get back [D] to later.
I'll write you [C] a story of how I ended up here,
[G] and how the little things make us,
and how long [D] it takes us to figure out
[C] what matters the most. _ _ _
_ [D] Someday, well, I'll look back [C] and wonder. _
_ [D] Someday, it comes around [C] a little [G] quicker
than they told you, asking, did I
do what I [C] was supposed to in my life?
_ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
[D] [C] Don't know why the little [G] things make us,
and sometimes [D] it takes us too damn [C] long
to figure out what matters the most.
_ [G] _ _ _
My life is green grass through [C] the snow,
a sweet, [Em] reckless hope.
Baby, [D] I know what [D] matters the [G] most. _ _ _ _