Lori McKenna – Mars (Guitar)

                G                                  C
Well, there's a hole wearing through this couch of mine

    G                                       C                 D
And all of the cushions are falling out one little piece at a time

C                 D
You might see yourself in me

      G                  C
But I don't see nobody I know

                             D
This isn't the way I figured it would be

       G                      C
When I figured it a long time ago

            D    G  C
A long time ago

                G                         C
Well, there's a rule me and my little boy have

              G                                    D
You've got to say I love you before you close your eyes

    C               D
And he can dream himself to sleep

    G             C
And I can play or cry

                 D
One thing I have taught him well

      G            C
Is to never wonder why

            D
Why, wonder why

          G                                  C
And I see Mars reflecting in my little boy's brown eyes

             G
And he says, "Mama, I'm gonna get there someday

                              C
Mama, I'm gonna get there someday"

            Am    D
And I say, "Fly"

              G                                   C
Well, you can hold the whole entire world in your hands

           G                               D
Or you can borrow all of your lessons from me

      C             D
Well, life is not a question, son

           G              C
I tell him life is just a dream

                      D
It's not as bad as it looks right now

        G                      C
Because nothing's as bad as it seems

          D
Not as it seems

      G                                  C
I see Mars reflecting in my little boy's brown eyes

             G
And he says, "Mama, I'm gonna get there someday

                              C
Mama, I'm gonna get there someday"

      G                                  C
I see Mars reflecting in my little boy's brown eyes

             G
And he says, "Mama, I'm gonna get there someday

                              C
Mama, I'm gonna get there someday"

            Am    D
And I say, "Fly"

                G                                  C
Well, there's a hole wearing through this heart of mine

    G                                      C                 D
And all of the filling is falling out, one little piece at a time

          G                                  C
But I see Mars reflecting in my little boy's brown eyes

             G
And he says, "Mama, I'm gonna get there someday

                              C
Mama, I'm gonna get there someday"

            Am
And I say, "Fly

               G
I know you can fly"