Аккорды Brad Cox - Acres

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[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
C
Red hot nights on a queens land run,
      C
gonna check my brakes, gonna grab my gun.
      F
I'm a cowboy in Mommer, got dirt on these hands,
       C
I'm an unholy man raised on holy land.

[Verse 2]
C
One hundred acres just west of the rock,
      C
gonna dare him out back, might not seem like a lot.
         F
But it's home to me
                            C
and it's home to the lady I love, we've got a dog.

[Chorus 1]
          F
I've been chasing these acres since eighteen years old,
          C
now those acres are mine and they're callin' me home.
    F
I'm out on the road almost four nights a week
       C
and as soon as I'm home, it's just cold beer and sleep.
F                                           C
I love the crowds and I love the boys in my   band
      Am*  G*         F*        Dm*          C
but I also love these acres and dirt on this   land.

[Verse 3]
C
I've worked hard for all that we've gained,
        C
not the prettiest dirt but it's signed in our names.
    F
and we fall in love, more,
              C
and more each day, we've got it made.

[Chorus 2]
          F
I've been chasing these acres since eighteen years old,
          C
now those acres are mine and they're callin' me home.
    F
I'm out on the road almost four nights a week
       C
And as soon as I'm home, it's just cold beer and weed.
F                                           C
I love the crowds and I love the boys in my band
      Am*  G*         F*        Dm*          C
but I also love these acres and dirt on this   land.
     F             C
Ooh, hey.

[Bridge]
  F*
I grew up in town but that's not what I need,
       C*
I need mountains and cows and more mouths to feed.
         (F*)                                                C*
Some tiny booths on the ground and a daughter named Annalise.

[End-Chorus]
          F
I've been chasing these acres since eighteen years old,
          C
now those acres are mine and they're callin' me home.
    F
I'm out on the road almost four nights a week
       C
And as soon as I'm home, it's just cold beer and sleep
F                                        C
I love the crowds and I love the boys in my band
      Am*  G*         F*             Am*       G*      F*
but I also love these acres, all the miles and all the spaces,
    Am*     G*         F*     Dm*            C      F      C      F      C*
and damn, I love these acres,   dirt on this land.