Chords for Ships That Don’t Come In (feat. Joe Diffie, Toby Keith, Luke Combs) (Official Studio Video)
Tempo:
57.6 bpm
Chords used:
Ab
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Jam Along & Learn...
[Db] [Dbm] [Ab]
[Eb] [Ab] [Dbm] I [Ab] could tell he had a tough life by the [Ebm] way he sat and stared.
And me, I'd come to push and shove, [Ab] so I pulled up a chair.
talked of roads untraveled, [Ebm] we talked of love untrue,
come unraveled, [Ab] we were kings and carefree fools.
when I'd hit bottom, [Eb] that old man raised his glass,
least we've had our [Eb] chances, there's those who never have.
[Eb] all the soldiers who have ever [Fm] died in Maine,
[Eb] [Ab] [Dbm] I [Ab] could tell he had a tough life by the [Ebm] way he sat and stared.
And me, I'd come to push and shove, [Ab] so I pulled up a chair.
talked of roads untraveled, [Ebm] we talked of love untrue,
come unraveled, [Ab] we were kings and carefree fools.
when I'd hit bottom, [Eb] that old man raised his glass,
least we've had our [Eb] chances, there's those who never have.
[Eb] all the soldiers who have ever [Fm] died in Maine,
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_ _ [Eb] _ [Ab] _ [Dbm] I [Ab] could tell he had a tough life by the [Ebm] way he sat and stared.
_ [Db]
And me, I'd come to push and shove, [Ab] so I pulled up a chair.
We talked of roads untraveled, [Ebm] we talked of love untrue,
[Db] of strange come unraveled, [Ab] we were kings and carefree fools.
[Bbm] And just when I'd hit bottom, [Eb] that old man raised his glass,
[Bbm] said at least we've had our [Eb] chances, there's those who never have.
[Db] So here's to [Eb] all the soldiers who have ever [Fm] died in Maine,
[Bbm] the insane who looked [Eb] up in themselves [Ab] and the homeless down on Maine.
[Db] To those who stand [Eb] on empty shoulders [Cm] and spit against [Db] the wind,
and those [Ab] who wait [Db] forever for ships [Ab] that don't come in.
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_ _ He said it's only life's illusions that [Ebm] bring us to spawn,
[Ab] _ [Db] pick up these old crutches [Ab] and compare each other's scars.
All the things we're calling heartaches, [Ebm] well, they're hardly worth our time.
[Gb] [Db] We bitch about a dollar _ [Ab] when there's those without a dime.
As [Bbm] he ordered one last round, he said, [Eb] guess we can't complain.
[Bbm] God made life a gamble, [Eb] we're still in the game.
[Db] So here's to [Eb] all the soldiers who have ever died [Fm] in vain,
[Bbm] the insane locked [Eb] up in themselves, [Ab] the homeless down on Maine.
[Db] Those who stand [Eb] on empty shoulders [Cm] and spit against [Db] the wind,
[Bbm] those [Ab] who wait [Db] forever for ships [Ab] that don't come in.
_ [Bbm] And those who wait [Db] forever _ for ships that [Ab] don't come in.
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_ _ [Eb] _ [Ab] _ [Dbm] I [Ab] could tell he had a tough life by the [Ebm] way he sat and stared.
_ [Db]
And me, I'd come to push and shove, [Ab] so I pulled up a chair.
We talked of roads untraveled, [Ebm] we talked of love untrue,
[Db] of strange come unraveled, [Ab] we were kings and carefree fools.
[Bbm] And just when I'd hit bottom, [Eb] that old man raised his glass,
[Bbm] said at least we've had our [Eb] chances, there's those who never have.
[Db] So here's to [Eb] all the soldiers who have ever [Fm] died in Maine,
[Bbm] the insane who looked [Eb] up in themselves [Ab] and the homeless down on Maine.
[Db] To those who stand [Eb] on empty shoulders [Cm] and spit against [Db] the wind,
and those [Ab] who wait [Db] forever for ships [Ab] that don't come in.
_ [Dbm] _
_ _ He said it's only life's illusions that [Ebm] bring us to spawn,
[Ab] _ [Db] pick up these old crutches [Ab] and compare each other's scars.
All the things we're calling heartaches, [Ebm] well, they're hardly worth our time.
[Gb] [Db] We bitch about a dollar _ [Ab] when there's those without a dime.
As [Bbm] he ordered one last round, he said, [Eb] guess we can't complain.
[Bbm] God made life a gamble, [Eb] we're still in the game.
[Db] So here's to [Eb] all the soldiers who have ever died [Fm] in vain,
[Bbm] the insane locked [Eb] up in themselves, [Ab] the homeless down on Maine.
[Db] Those who stand [Eb] on empty shoulders [Cm] and spit against [Db] the wind,
[Bbm] those [Ab] who wait [Db] forever for ships [Ab] that don't come in.
_ [Bbm] And those who wait [Db] forever _ for ships that [Ab] don't come in.
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