Our Song Goodnight Nurse
I [A]was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car
He’s got a [D]one-hand feel on th[Em]e steering wheel
The [G]other on my[A] heart
[D]I look around, turn the [Em7]radio down
He says [G]baby is something [A]wrong?
I [D]say nothing I was [Em7]just thinking how w[G]e don’t have a s[A]ong
And he says...
[D]Our song is the [Em7]slamming screen door,
[G]Sneakin’ out late, tapping [A]on your window
[D]When you’re on the [Em7]phone and you talk r[G]eal slow
Cause it’s [A]late and your mama don’t [D]know
Our song is the [Em7]way you laugh
The [G]first date “man, I didn’t [A]kiss her, but I should have”
[Em]And when I got [A]home ... before I said a[Em7]men
Asking God[D] if [G]he could play it again
[D] [Em7] [G] [A]
[D]I was walking up the [Em7]front porch steps after e[G]verything t[A]he day
Had [D]gone all wrong or been [Em7]trampled on
And [G]lost and thrown a[A]way
[D]Got to the hallway, [Em7]well on my way t[G]o my lovin’ b[A]ed
I [D]almost didn’t notice [Em7]all the roses
[G]And the note that[A] said...
[D]Our song is the [Em7]slamming screen door,
[G]Sneakin’ out late, tapping [A]on your window
[D]When you’re on the [Em7]phone and you talk r[G]eal slow
Cause it’s [A]late and your mama don’t [D]know
Our song is the [Em7]way you laugh
The [G]first date “man, I didn’t [A]kiss her, but I should have”
[Em7]And when I got h[A]ome ... before I said am[Em7]en
Asking God[D] if [G]he could play it again
[D] [Em7] [G] [A]
I’ve [Em7]heard every album, listened t[G]o the radio
[D]Waited for [A]something to [Em7]come along
That was as [G]good as our song
[D]Cause our song is the [Em7]slamming screen door
[G]Sneaking out late, tapping [A]on his win[D]dow
When we’re on the [Em7]phone and he talks real s[G]low
Cause it’s late[A] and his mama don’t [D]know
Our song is the [Em7]way he laughs
The [G]first date “man, I didn’t [A]kiss him, and I could have”
[Em7]And when I got h[A]ome ... before I said am[Em7]en
Asking God[D] if [G]he could play it a[D]ga[Em7]in..[G]. [A]
[A]Play it again... Ho yea ho yea
I was [D]riding shotgun with my [Em7]hair undone
In the [G]front seat of his [A]car
[D]I grabbed a pen and an [Em7]old napkin
And I.[G].. wrote down our song
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