Аккорды Eric Church - Holdin' My Own

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Capo on 8. 

G
Always been a fighter, scrapper, and a clawer
C                     G
Used up some luck and lawyers
      C            G                   D
Like Huck from Tom Sawyer jumped on my raft
                       G
And shoved off chasing my dreams

Reeling in big fishes
           C               G
I had some hits, a few big misses
   C                          G
I gave 'em hell and got a few stitches
          D
And these days, I show off my scars

     C
With one arm around my baby
    G
And one arm around my boys
   C
A heart that's still pretty crazy
       D
And a head that hates the noise
         C          D
If the world comes knocking
G                Em
Tell 'em I'm not home
     C      D          G
I'm finally holdin' my own

G
I've burned up the fast lane
C                 G
Dodging drugs and divorce
C               G
If I'm proof of anything
               D
God sure loves Troubadours
G
Sometimes, late at night
C                    G
I miss the smoke and neon
C                        G
Sneak out of bed, grab a six-string
            D
Play what's still turnin' me on
          G
Like that tight old-time rock and roll
         C
Or that right-down-home country gold
G
I miss blues and soul
        D                      G
But not more than I miss being home

      C
With one arm around my baby
    G
And one arm around my boys
   C
A heart that's still pretty crazy
       D
And a head that hates the noise
         C          D
If the world comes knocking
G                Em
Tell 'em I'm not home
     C      D          G
I'm finally holdin' my own

Am              G          C
         'Til I run out of time
Am                  G                 C    D
          I'm gonna spend the rest of miiiiine

      C
With one arm around my baby
    G
And one arm around my boys
   C
A heart that's still pretty crazy
       D
And a head that hates the noise
         C          D
If the world comes knocking
G                Em
Tell 'em I'm not home
     C      D          G
I'm finally holdin' my own

G
And when my time on Earth is done
C                          G
I hope they write it on my stone
  C                 D               G
I lived, loved, and died holdin' my own
  C                 D               G
I lived, loved, and died holdin' my own		
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