My Oh My Chords by Macklemore & Ryan Lewis, Macklemore, Ryan Lewis
Tempo:
89.1 bpm
Chords used:
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Gb
Ab
Eb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
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[Gb]
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I used to sit with my dad in the garage, the sawdust, that pine sawdust in the moss
Around every spring, when the winter thawed, we'd huddle around the radio, twist the broken knob
7, 10 a.m., no KJR, Daley House's voice would echo throughout the yard
Couldn't have been older than ten, but to me and my friends, the voice on the other end might as well have been [Gb] God's
1995, the Division Series, anchors up to bat, bottom of the 11th inning
[Db] Got the whole town listening, swung on and belted, the words distorted, Joy Corps [Bbm] round third
Here comes [Ab] Griffey, the throw to the plate, [Gb] not in time, my oh [Db] my, the Mariners winning
[Bbm] Yes, fireworks, [Ab] they lit up that ceiling [Gb] in the Kingdome, [Eb] we had just made [Dbm] history
Lace
[Gbm]
[Db]
-up woven, barely holding that stitch, creases of time amongst the grime and the grit
Weathered leather, used to pound his [Bb] fist, to some [Db] it's just a mitt, but see that glove was him
Yep, tell me stories on the field with that sun-stained rim, blood under my chin, he taught me how to spit
Sunflower seeds, back with me and my crew, sunburned [Abm] arms, big-league shoe
[Gb] Yeah, we would like to sandlot after dinner, after practice we'd listen to the M's in the kitchen
And if mine wasn't [Db] trippin', come on dad, please, I swear this one more inning, voice would pump, pump through the system
[Bbm] Break out the rye bread, [Ab] it's grand salami [Gb] time, my oh my, [Db] another victory
Yes, [Bbm] my city, my city, [Ab] childhood, my life, [Gb] watching Griffey right [Db] under those lights
[Bbm] [Ab] [Gb]
[Db] [Bbm] [Ab] [Gb]
[Db] [Bbm] [Ab] [Gb]
[Db] [Bbm] [Ab] [Bbm]
[Ab] Under [Gb]
[Db] [Bbm] [Ab] [Bbm]
[Eb] [Bbm] [Ab] [Gb]
[Db] [Bbm] [Ab] [Fm]
[Eb] [Bbm] that light rain, [Ab] demon in that night game, [Bbm] can't stop now, keep [Ab] moving, no break pads
[Bb] Came here to prove a [Ab] point, live my life on the [F] field, make history in [Eb] between the base pads
[Bbm] And compete against the [Ab] fear that is in me, that's my [Gb] only barrier and I swear [Db] that I'ma break that
[Bbm] From the mud, the [Ab] cleats that we drug through the feet, [F] this is that moment and you [Eb] cannot take it back
[Bbm] And I don't really [Ab] collect cards [Gb] anymore, just a box and some [Db] old cardboard
[Bbm] Memories embedded in the [Ab] dust and the fire is the age [Gb] just like us, [Db] living somewhere off in a [Gb] drawer
This is what [Db] you make of it, yeah we play [Gb] to win, living like we're under the lights of the [Bbm] stadium
Fight until [Db] the day that God decides to wave us in, right, until he waves us in
[Gb] It's my city, my [Db] city, childhood, my life, that's right, under those lights
[Bbm] My city, my [Fm] city, childhood, that's [Db] right, in the house, [Eb] my oh my, come on
[Gb] My city, my [Db] city, childhood, my [Bbm] life, that's right, [Gb] under those lights
[Bbm] It's my city, my [Db] city, childhood, my life, in the house, my oh my, rest in peace
[Eb] [Db] [Bb] [Ab] [F]
[Eb] [Db]
[Gb]
[Db]
I used to sit with my dad in the garage, the sawdust, that pine sawdust in the moss
Around every spring, when the winter thawed, we'd huddle around the radio, twist the broken knob
7, 10 a.m., no KJR, Daley House's voice would echo throughout the yard
Couldn't have been older than ten, but to me and my friends, the voice on the other end might as well have been [Gb] God's
1995, the Division Series, anchors up to bat, bottom of the 11th inning
[Db] Got the whole town listening, swung on and belted, the words distorted, Joy Corps [Bbm] round third
Here comes [Ab] Griffey, the throw to the plate, [Gb] not in time, my oh [Db] my, the Mariners winning
[Bbm] Yes, fireworks, [Ab] they lit up that ceiling [Gb] in the Kingdome, [Eb] we had just made [Dbm] history
Lace
[Gbm]
[Db]
-up woven, barely holding that stitch, creases of time amongst the grime and the grit
Weathered leather, used to pound his [Bb] fist, to some [Db] it's just a mitt, but see that glove was him
Yep, tell me stories on the field with that sun-stained rim, blood under my chin, he taught me how to spit
Sunflower seeds, back with me and my crew, sunburned [Abm] arms, big-league shoe
[Gb] Yeah, we would like to sandlot after dinner, after practice we'd listen to the M's in the kitchen
And if mine wasn't [Db] trippin', come on dad, please, I swear this one more inning, voice would pump, pump through the system
[Bbm] Break out the rye bread, [Ab] it's grand salami [Gb] time, my oh my, [Db] another victory
Yes, [Bbm] my city, my city, [Ab] childhood, my life, [Gb] watching Griffey right [Db] under those lights
[Bbm] [Ab] [Gb]
[Db] [Bbm] [Ab] [Gb]
[Db] [Bbm] [Ab] [Gb]
[Db] [Bbm] [Ab] [Bbm]
[Ab] Under [Gb]
[Db] [Bbm] [Ab] [Bbm]
[Eb] [Bbm] [Ab] [Gb]
[Db] [Bbm] [Ab] [Fm]
[Eb] [Bbm] that light rain, [Ab] demon in that night game, [Bbm] can't stop now, keep [Ab] moving, no break pads
[Bb] Came here to prove a [Ab] point, live my life on the [F] field, make history in [Eb] between the base pads
[Bbm] And compete against the [Ab] fear that is in me, that's my [Gb] only barrier and I swear [Db] that I'ma break that
[Bbm] From the mud, the [Ab] cleats that we drug through the feet, [F] this is that moment and you [Eb] cannot take it back
[Bbm] And I don't really [Ab] collect cards [Gb] anymore, just a box and some [Db] old cardboard
[Bbm] Memories embedded in the [Ab] dust and the fire is the age [Gb] just like us, [Db] living somewhere off in a [Gb] drawer
This is what [Db] you make of it, yeah we play [Gb] to win, living like we're under the lights of the [Bbm] stadium
Fight until [Db] the day that God decides to wave us in, right, until he waves us in
[Gb] It's my city, my [Db] city, childhood, my life, that's right, under those lights
[Bbm] My city, my [Fm] city, childhood, that's [Db] right, in the house, [Eb] my oh my, come on
[Gb] My city, my [Db] city, childhood, my [Bbm] life, that's right, [Gb] under those lights
[Bbm] It's my city, my [Db] city, childhood, my life, in the house, my oh my, rest in peace
[Eb] [Db] [Bb] [Ab] [F]
[Eb] [Db]
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_ I used to sit with my dad in the garage, the sawdust, that pine sawdust in the moss
Around every spring, when the winter thawed, we'd huddle around the radio, twist the broken knob
7, 10 a.m., no KJR, Daley House's voice would echo throughout the yard
Couldn't have been older than ten, but to me and my friends, the voice on the other end might as well have been [Gb] God's
1995, the Division Series, anchors up to bat, bottom of the 11th inning
[Db] Got the whole town listening, swung on and belted, the words distorted, Joy Corps [Bbm] round third
Here comes [Ab] Griffey, the throw to the plate, [Gb] not in time, my oh [Db] my, the Mariners winning
[Bbm] Yes, fireworks, [Ab] they lit up that ceiling [Gb] in the Kingdome, [Eb] we had just made [Dbm] history
Lace _ _ _ _
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_ [Db] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ -up woven, barely holding that stitch, creases of time amongst the grime and the grit
Weathered leather, used to pound his [Bb] fist, to some [Db] it's just a mitt, but see that glove was him
Yep, tell me stories on the field with that sun-stained rim, blood under my chin, he taught me how to spit
Sunflower seeds, back with me and my crew, sunburned [Abm] arms, big-league shoe
[Gb] Yeah, we would like to sandlot after dinner, after practice we'd listen to the M's in the kitchen
And if mine wasn't [Db] trippin', come on dad, please, I swear this one more inning, voice would pump, pump through the system
[Bbm] Break out the rye bread, [Ab] it's grand salami [Gb] time, my oh my, [Db] another victory
Yes, [Bbm] my city, my city, [Ab] childhood, my life, [Gb] watching Griffey right [Db] under those lights
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_ [Db] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _
_ _ _ _ _ [Ab] Under [Gb] _
_ [Db] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _
_ [Eb] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Gb] _
_ [Db] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Fm] _
_ [Eb] _ [Bbm] that light rain, [Ab] demon in that night game, [Bbm] can't stop now, keep [Ab] moving, no break pads
[Bb] Came here to prove a [Ab] point, live my life on the [F] field, make history in [Eb] between the base pads
[Bbm] And compete against the [Ab] fear that is in me, that's my [Gb] only barrier and I swear [Db] that I'ma break that
[Bbm] From the mud, the [Ab] cleats that we drug through the feet, [F] this is that moment and you [Eb] cannot take it back
[Bbm] And I don't really [Ab] collect cards [Gb] anymore, just a box and some [Db] old cardboard
[Bbm] Memories embedded in the [Ab] dust and the fire is the age [Gb] just like us, [Db] living somewhere off in a [Gb] drawer
This is what [Db] you make of it, yeah we play [Gb] to win, living like we're under the lights of the [Bbm] stadium
Fight until [Db] the day that God decides to wave us in, right, until he waves us in
[Gb] It's my city, my [Db] city, childhood, my life, that's right, under those lights
[Bbm] My city, my [Fm] city, childhood, that's [Db] right, in the house, [Eb] my oh my, come on
[Gb] My city, my [Db] city, childhood, my [Bbm] life, that's right, [Gb] under those lights
[Bbm] It's my city, my [Db] city, childhood, my life, in the house, my oh my, rest in peace
[Eb] _ _ [Db] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [F] _
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_ [Db] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I used to sit with my dad in the garage, the sawdust, that pine sawdust in the moss
Around every spring, when the winter thawed, we'd huddle around the radio, twist the broken knob
7, 10 a.m., no KJR, Daley House's voice would echo throughout the yard
Couldn't have been older than ten, but to me and my friends, the voice on the other end might as well have been [Gb] God's
1995, the Division Series, anchors up to bat, bottom of the 11th inning
[Db] Got the whole town listening, swung on and belted, the words distorted, Joy Corps [Bbm] round third
Here comes [Ab] Griffey, the throw to the plate, [Gb] not in time, my oh [Db] my, the Mariners winning
[Bbm] Yes, fireworks, [Ab] they lit up that ceiling [Gb] in the Kingdome, [Eb] we had just made [Dbm] history
Lace _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Gbm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Db] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ -up woven, barely holding that stitch, creases of time amongst the grime and the grit
Weathered leather, used to pound his [Bb] fist, to some [Db] it's just a mitt, but see that glove was him
Yep, tell me stories on the field with that sun-stained rim, blood under my chin, he taught me how to spit
Sunflower seeds, back with me and my crew, sunburned [Abm] arms, big-league shoe
[Gb] Yeah, we would like to sandlot after dinner, after practice we'd listen to the M's in the kitchen
And if mine wasn't [Db] trippin', come on dad, please, I swear this one more inning, voice would pump, pump through the system
[Bbm] Break out the rye bread, [Ab] it's grand salami [Gb] time, my oh my, [Db] another victory
Yes, [Bbm] my city, my city, [Ab] childhood, my life, [Gb] watching Griffey right [Db] under those lights
_ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Gb] _
_ [Db] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Gb] _
_ [Db] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Gb] _
_ [Db] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _
_ _ _ _ _ [Ab] Under [Gb] _
_ [Db] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _
_ [Eb] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Gb] _
_ [Db] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Fm] _
_ [Eb] _ [Bbm] that light rain, [Ab] demon in that night game, [Bbm] can't stop now, keep [Ab] moving, no break pads
[Bb] Came here to prove a [Ab] point, live my life on the [F] field, make history in [Eb] between the base pads
[Bbm] And compete against the [Ab] fear that is in me, that's my [Gb] only barrier and I swear [Db] that I'ma break that
[Bbm] From the mud, the [Ab] cleats that we drug through the feet, [F] this is that moment and you [Eb] cannot take it back
[Bbm] And I don't really [Ab] collect cards [Gb] anymore, just a box and some [Db] old cardboard
[Bbm] Memories embedded in the [Ab] dust and the fire is the age [Gb] just like us, [Db] living somewhere off in a [Gb] drawer
This is what [Db] you make of it, yeah we play [Gb] to win, living like we're under the lights of the [Bbm] stadium
Fight until [Db] the day that God decides to wave us in, right, until he waves us in
[Gb] It's my city, my [Db] city, childhood, my life, that's right, under those lights
[Bbm] My city, my [Fm] city, childhood, that's [Db] right, in the house, [Eb] my oh my, come on
[Gb] My city, my [Db] city, childhood, my [Bbm] life, that's right, [Gb] under those lights
[Bbm] It's my city, my [Db] city, childhood, my life, in the house, my oh my, rest in peace
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