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'Tis the Damn Season

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Taylor Swift

Version
studio
publié par
floco
Ton
A-
A+
Glisser
A -> La
Video
Accords
Traduction
	 
Bb/D XX0331
[Intro]
Bb/D Csus4 Bb Csus4
[Strophe]
Bb Csus4
If I wanted to know who you were hanging with
Csus4
While I was gone, I would have asked you
Bb Csus4
It's the kind of cold, fogs up windshield glass
Csus4
But I felt it when I passed you
Bb Csus4
There's an ache in you, put there by the ache in me
Bb
But if it's all the same to you
Csus4
It's the same to me
[Refrain]
F
So we could call it even
F
You could call me "babe" for the weekend
Dm
'Tis the damn season, write this down
Dm
I'm stayin' at my parents' house
Dm
And the road not taken looks real good now
C Csus4 C Csus4
And it always leads to you in my hometown
[Strophe]
Bb Csus4
I parkеd my car right between the Methodist
Csus4
And thе school that used to be ours
Bb Csus4
The holidays linger like bad perfume
Csus4
You can run, but only so far
Bb Csus4
I escaped it too, remember how you watched me leave
Bb Csus4
But if it's okay with you, it's okay with me
[Refrain]
F
So we could call it even
F
You could call me "babe" for the weekend
Dm
'Tis the damn season, write this down
Dm
I'm stayin' at my parents' house
Dm
And the road not taken looks real good now
F
Time flies, messy as the mud on your truck tires
F Dm
Now I'm missing your smile, hear me out
Dm
We could just ride around
Dm
And the road not taken looks real good now
C Csus4 C Csus4
And it always leads to you in my hometown
[Pont]
F Dm
Sleep in half the day just for old times' sake
C
I won't ask you to wait if you don't ask me to stay
F
So I'll go back to L.A. and the so-called friends
F
Who'll write books about me, if I ever make it
Dm
And wonder about the only soul
Dm
Who can tell which smiles I'm fakin’
C Csus4 C Csus4
And the heart I know I'm breakin' is my own
Bb C
To leave the warmest bed I've ever known
Bb C
We could call it even
Bb C
Even though I'm leavin’
Bb
And I'll be yours for the weekend
C
'Tis the damn season
[Outro]
F
So we could call it even
F
You could call me "babe" for the weekend
Dm
'Tis the damn season, write this down
Dm
I'm stayin' at my parents' house
Dm
And the road not taken looks real good now
F
Time flies, messy as the mud on your truck tires
F Dm
Now I'm missing your smile, hear me out
Dm
We could just ride around
Dm
And the road not taken looks real good now
C Csus4 C Csus4
And it always leads to you in my hometown
Bb C Csus4 Bb Csus4
And it always leads to you in my hometown