Cold chords by Clayton Mullen

Intro:

G F Gm C G F Gm


Verse 1:
C                G         F             Gm                C
She said nothing beats the sight of Telluride this time of year
     G               F                   Gm        C
So I bought a couple flights before that snow disappeared
       G                  F             Gm              C
And we planned it out together, but somewhere along the way
      G                F                  Gm            C
Those leaves in late November weren't the only thing to change

Chorus:
                G          F                    Gm       C
It's gonna be a cold, cold winter beneath these Colorado pines
    G                        F          Gm               C
Who knew that you could feel so low ten thousand feet up high?
                G            F              Gm                  C
It's gonna be a long, long Decembеr in this heartbroke postcard town
            G            F                   Gm
Therе won't be much to remember the way this whiskey's going down
C     Gm               C            F
And I hope that summer comes and I don't miss her
                         C    G      F Gm C
It's gonna be a, a cold, cold winter


Verse 2:
        G                    F        Gm7              C
They're calling for a record low, but hell, who's even counting?
       G                 F                Gm7               C
'Cause it's all gone downhill and I ain't talking 'bout the mountains
    G               F                   Gm7              C
Oh, ice and bourbon sure ain't working enough to warm me up


Chorus:
                G          F                    Gm       C
It's gonna be a cold, cold winter beneath these Colorado pines
    G                        F          Gm               C
Who knew that you could feel so low ten thousand feet up high?
                G            F              Gm                  C
It's gonna be a long, long Decembеr in this heartbroke postcard town
            G            F                   Gm
Therе won't be much to remember the way this whiskey's going down
C     Gm               C            F
And I hope that summer comes and I don't miss her
                         C    G      Fmaj7   G Fmaj7
It's gonna be a, a cold, cold winter


Bridge:
       Gm                 C               F
When I finally catch that red eye back to Tennessee
       Cm                G                        F
I hope no one asks why a sold-out flight's got an empty seat


Chorus:
                G          F                    Gm       C
It's gonna be a cold, cold winter beneath these Colorado pines
    G                        F          Gm               C
Who knew that you could feel so low ten thousand feet up high?
                G            F              Gm                  C
It's gonna be a long, long Decembеr in this heartbroke postcard town
            G            F                   Gm
Therе won't be much to remember the way this whiskey's going down
C     Gm               C            F
And I hope that summer comes and I don't miss her
                         C    G
It's gonna be a, a cold, cold winter


Outro:
F   G F  C G