Cody Johnson – Holes (Guitar)

          E
There's a picture frame hangin' at the end of the hall

        A
Pile of dust on the floor where my fist met the drywall

          C#m B                       A
That's my MO, leavin' something broke everywhere I go Holes

          E
There's a rusty old truck door sittin' in a field

       A
That I filled full of buckshot every time i got

C#m                  B                         A
Mad at something over nothing didn't matter at all Holes

      E                A
In my life, down in my bones

        C#m    B     A
From my heart, to my soul

          E                                          A
There's a lonely space on the big brass bed where we first made love

                        C#m             B             A
And she laid head on my shoulder before I told it was over Holes

          E
There's a million conversations with my old man

                      A
'Bout who he was, and who I am

       C#m        B
That I never had, I just wouldn't listen

A
I just kept digging myself down in 'em holes

      E                A
In my life, down in my bones

        C#m    B     A
From my heart, to my soul Holes

       F#m
Well I woke up today, put the shovel down

A
Stepped out of my haze, took a look around

      F#m                  B           A
Saw a ray of light shining through the clouds

             E
And I let it shine

           A
Down in my bones

        C#m    B                A
From my heart, right through my soul

            E  A
Through all my holes

                  C#m B E  C#m B A  C#m B E  B
Through all these holes