Chords for Luke Combs - Going, Going, Gone (Acoustic [Official Audio])
Tempo:
86.5 bpm
Chords used:
F#
A#m
C#
D#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Jam Along & Learn...
[F#]
Some things in life are meant to fly, others they were born to run.
Can't tie down up and leaving, like the change in other seasons.
Like a runaway southbound train, like an Arizona desert rain.
fireworks in July.
a whiskey shot in last call.
that girl is going, going on.
I can say what it's meant to be, maybe meant to be is misunderstood.
Some things in life are meant to fly, others they were born to run.
Can't tie down up and leaving, like the change in other seasons.
Like a runaway southbound train, like an Arizona desert rain.
fireworks in July.
a whiskey shot in last call.
that girl is going, going on.
I can say what it's meant to be, maybe meant to be is misunderstood.
100% ➙ 87BPM
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D#m
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Some things in life are meant to fly, _ _ others they were born to run.
_ _ Can't tie down up and leaving, like the change in other seasons.
Good things are coming and they go.
_ _ Like a runaway southbound train, like an Arizona desert rain.
Like lightning in the sky, like fireworks in July.
Like a left field home run ball, like a whiskey shot in last call.
Just like she was made for moving on, that girl is going, going on. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ I can say what it's meant to be, _ _ maybe meant to be is misunderstood.
You _ can't hold on to letting go, or change the way the river flows.
Loving her is like rubbing in the wind.
_ _ Like a runaway southbound train, like an Arizona desert rain.
Like lightning [A#m] in the sky, [F#] [F#] like fireworks in July.
Like a left field home run ball, like a whiskey shot in last call.
Just like she was made for moving on, that girl is going, going on. _ _
_ _ _ _ She ain't got one bit of [C#] stick around, _ _ _ [D#m] no sense in trying [F#] to slow her down.
Like a runaway southbound train, like an Arizona desert rain.
Like lightning in the sky, like fireworks in July.
Like a left field home run ball, like a whiskey [F#] shot in last call.
Just like she was made for moving on, that girl is going, going on. _
_ _ _ Going, going on.
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
_ Going, going on.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Some things in life are meant to fly, _ _ others they were born to run.
_ _ Can't tie down up and leaving, like the change in other seasons.
Good things are coming and they go.
_ _ Like a runaway southbound train, like an Arizona desert rain.
Like lightning in the sky, like fireworks in July.
Like a left field home run ball, like a whiskey shot in last call.
Just like she was made for moving on, that girl is going, going on. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ I can say what it's meant to be, _ _ maybe meant to be is misunderstood.
You _ can't hold on to letting go, or change the way the river flows.
Loving her is like rubbing in the wind.
_ _ Like a runaway southbound train, like an Arizona desert rain.
Like lightning [A#m] in the sky, [F#] [F#] like fireworks in July.
Like a left field home run ball, like a whiskey shot in last call.
Just like she was made for moving on, that girl is going, going on. _ _
_ _ _ _ She ain't got one bit of [C#] stick around, _ _ _ [D#m] no sense in trying [F#] to slow her down.
Like a runaway southbound train, like an Arizona desert rain.
Like lightning in the sky, like fireworks in July.
Like a left field home run ball, like a whiskey [F#] shot in last call.
Just like she was made for moving on, that girl is going, going on. _
_ _ _ Going, going on.
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
_ Going, going on.
