Taylor Swift – Tis The Damn Season (Guitar)
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Speed:
1.0x
Chords
Bb/D XX0331
[Intro]
Bb/D Csus4 Bb Csus4
[Verse 1]
Bb Csus4 If I wanted to know who you were hanging with Csus4 While I was gone, I would have asked you Bb Csus4 It's the kind of cold, fogs up windshield glass Csus4 But I felt it when I passed you Bb Csus4 There's an ache in you, put there by the ache in me Bb But if it's all the same to you Csus4 It's the same to me
[Chorus]
F So we could call it even F You could call me "babe" for the weekend Dm 'Tis the damn season, write this down Dm I'm stayin' at my parents' house Dm And the road not taken looks real good now C Csus4 C Csus4 And it always leads to you in my hometown
[Verse 2]
Bb Csus4 I parkеd my car right between the Methodist Csus4 And thе school that used to be ours Bb Csus4 The holidays linger like bad perfume Csus4 You can run, but only so far Bb Csus4 I escaped it too, remember how you watched me leave Bb Csus4 But if it's okay with you, it's okay with me
[Chorus]
F So we could call it even F You could call me "babe" for the weekend Dm 'Tis the damn season, write this down Dm I'm stayin' at my parents' house Dm And the road not taken looks real good now F Time flies, messy as the mud on your truck tires F Dm Now I'm missing your smile, hear me out Dm We could just ride around Dm And the road not taken looks real good now C Csus4 C Csus4 And it always leads to you in my hometown
[Bridge]
F Dm Sleep in half the day just for old times' sake C I won't ask you to wait if you don't ask me to stay F So I'll go back to L.A. and the so-called friends F Who'll write books about me, if I ever make it Dm And wonder about the only soul Dm Who can tell which smiles I'm fakin’ C Csus4 C Csus4 And the heart I know I'm breakin' is my own Bb C To leave the warmest bed I've ever known Bb C We could call it even Bb C Even though I'm leavin’ Bb And I'll be yours for the weekend C 'Tis the damn season
[Finale]
F So we could call it even F You could call me "babe" for the weekend Dm 'Tis the damn season, write this down Dm I'm stayin' at my parents' house Dm And the road not taken looks real good now F Time flies, messy as the mud on your truck tires F Dm Now I'm missing your smile, hear me out Dm We could just ride around Dm And the road not taken looks real good now C Csus4 C Csus4 And it always leads to you in my hometown Bb C Csus4 Bb Csus4 And it always leads to you in my hometown