Houston, We Got a Problem
Luke Combs
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[Intro]Em7 Cadd9 G D/F#Em7 Cadd9 G D/F#
[Versetto]Em7 Cadd9 G D/F#This is my kinda town, this is my kinda placeEm7 Cadd9 G D/F#I wouldn't mind hangin' round for more than just a couple daysEm7 Cadd9 G D/F#I got a twelfth floor room with a killer view of the empty astrodomeEm7 Cadd9 D/F#A tab at the bar downstairs, but all I can think about is home[Ritornello]G Cadd9I got my new boots covered in red dirt, A don't mess with texas t-shirtG Cadd9and a Lone star postcard postmarked from missing youG Cadd9It's got the biggest sky you've ever seen, the coldest beer you'd ever drinkG Cadd9but I still feel like I landed on the moonEm7'Cause it ain't got youD/F#Houston we got a problem[Strumentale]Em7 Cadd9 G D/F#[Versetto]Em7 Cadd9 G D/F#You shoulda seen 19th street, should have seen the midnight rodeoEm7 Cadd9 G D/F#The way them saloon doors swing when they line dance to copperhead roadEm7 Cadd9 G D/F#Something bout the air down here that'll make you feel the way all them cowboys doEm7 Cadd9 D/F#Oh I wish I was an outlaw, but all i can think about is you[Ritornello]G Cadd9I got my new boots covered in red dirt, A don't mess with texas t-shirtG Cadd9and a Lone star postcard postmarked from missing youG Cadd9It's got the biggest sky you've ever seen, the coldest beer you'd ever drinkG Cadd9but I still feel like I landed on the moonEm7'Cause it ain't got youD/F# Em7 Cadd9 G D/F#Houston we got a problem[Outro]G Cadd9It's got the biggest sky you've ever seen, the coldest beer you'd ever drinkG Cadd9but I still feel like I landed on the moonEm7'Cause it ain't got youD/F# Em7 Cadd9 GHouston we got a problemD/F# Em7 Cadd9 GHouston we got a problemEm7We got a problem
