Zach Bryan – Me And Mine (Guitar)
Capo 2
Key
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Speed:
1.0x
Chords
He does this from G to Am in the verses e|-------------0-----------------| B|-------------1-----------------| G|-------------2-----------------| D|-------------2-----------------| A|------0h2--0-0-----------------| E|-----3-------------------------| He does this on the Am chord in the Chorus e|-------------0-----------------| B|-------------1-----------------| G|-------------2-----------------| D|-------------2-----------------| A|-------0---0-0-----------------| E|---------3---------------------|
[Verse 1]
Am Em G Am Go ahead and make your money off a poor boy just like me Am Em G Am And I'll be pacin' in my room tonight tryna make some old scars bleed Am Em G Am Tryna write a plot line that you don't already know Am* Em* G Am 'Bout the weekend crowd, or a reckless boy, or a girl from Ohio
Am Em G Am
[Verse 2]
Am Em G Am They tell me I can sell my soul for a dream and a couple shows Am Em G Am I don't think they understand how deep loyalty goes Am* Em* G Am For some boys I got in a barn we built out of pure Douglas fir Am* Em* G Am Badly written songs next to horses' shit is what an Okie boy prefers
Am
[Chorus]
C* G* Am Go on and tell me what you wanna C* G* Am While me and mine, do what we're gonna C* G* Am You can keep your name and burn the cash C* G* Am Tell 'em I died singin' in these hills if they ask
Am Em G x2
[Verse 3]
Am Em G Am I feel I've lived a thousand lives just to get right where I am Am Em G Am Some hurtful words and some Pabst on ice turn a child into a man Am* Em* G* Am We started this thing grinnin' boys, I think we've gotta run Am* Em* G* Am The radio man came to fuck it up as he boasts about number ones
Am
[Chorus]
C* G* Am Go on and tell me what you wanna C* G* Am While me and mine, do what we're gonna C* G* Am You can keep your name and burn the cash C* G* Am Tell 'em I died singin' in these hills if they ask
Am Em G
[Verse 4]
Am* Em* G* Am
Go ahead and make your money off a poor boy just like me
Am* Em* G* Am And I'll be pacin' in my room tonight tryna make some old scars bleed Am* Em* G* Am Tryna write a plot line that you don't already know Am* Em* G* Am* 'Bout the weekend crowd, or a reckless boy, or a girl from Ohio