Ballyhoo! – The Front Porch (Guitar Tab)

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Chords

Based off of the stripped down session on MoBoogie. Chords G# 4 6 6 5 4 4 D# 6 6 8 8 8 6 Fm 2 4 4 2 2 2 C# 4 4 6 6 6 4 Cm 3 3 5 5 4 3

Intro
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Verse 1 G# We could split a box of wine, D# we could spend all our time, Fm C# inebriated, right here on the front porch. G# We could soak up all the rays, D# tomorrow we'll have hell to pay, Fm C# it doesn't matter, we've got the medicine. Chorus Cm Fm We can watch the neighbors go to work, Cm sitting back in the room with the cubicle and Fm their button-up shirts yeah C# G# Not gonna walk that familiar path D# Cm to nowhere anymore yeah Verse 2 G# We're having such a blast out here, D# open up another case of beer, Fm C# intoxicated, right here on the front porch. G# Even as the sun goes down, D# how's another shot of whiskey sound, Fm C# it doesn't matter, we've got the medicine. Chorus Cm Fm We can watch the neighbors go to work, Cm sitting back in the room with the cubicle and Fm their button-up shirts yeah C# G# Not gonna walk that familiar path D# Cm G#(hold) to nowhere anymore yeah