| 3 | 3 | 3 | 2 | |
| 0 | 1 | 1 | 3 |
| 0 0 0 2 |
| 0 2 2 0 |
| 2 0 3 0 |
| 3 | 3 |
| Getaway |
| Intro: G Am7 C G |
| Verse 1: |
| G | |
| Drove all night from New York City |
| Am7 | |
| in ya best friend's car |
| C | |
| Knocked on my door 'bout five-thirty |
| G | |
| Nursin' a broken heart |
| Still got your keys in your back pocket |
| Still got your jacket on |
| Back doors open baby, I don't lock it |
| We can leave anytime we want |
| Bridge: |
| C | |
| I got my | motor runnin' |
| fingers drummin' |
| D | |
| I never planned to | stay |
| Chorus: |
| C | |
| Geta | way, you know it's now or never |
| G | |
| Geta | way, nobody lives forever |
| Am7 | C | G | |
| We're only waitin' just to | make our geta | way |
| Verse: |
| Hey baby, we were good together |
| Thought you'd always be my girl |
| But lookin' back now we were just too clever |
| Thinkin' love would change the World |
| Bridge |
| C | |
| You know there's | no point in waitin' |
| C | |
| Hesitatin' |
| C | D | |
| We gotta leave to | day! |
| Chorus and then the chorus chords vamp round for (true to Bryan form) a few hours |
| with some improvised solos on top and a few lines from the chorus thrown in. True |
| fans will know what I'm on about. |