His Guitar chords by Clayton Smalley

🎸 Intro:

C   F



🎸 Verse 1:
         C
I spend more time with his guitar
        F             C
Than I ever did with him.
Am
He was on his way out
    G
And I was on my way in.
   F
I grew up on the stories
        C             F
Of the music that he made.
       C
Now I follow in his footsteps
          G               C
With the Gibson that he played.
C

Granny said her daddy bought it
       F                   C
At a pawnshop in our hometown.
      Am
He’d play it at the rendezvous
           G
When the weekend rolled around.
     F
She saw my love o’ music
      C                F
And passed it down to me.
C
Givin’ me a chance
          G          C
To carry on his legacy.

🎸 Chorus:
     F
His guitar holds a secret
Of the first chord that he strummed.
             C
And did he sit and pick for hours
Until his fingers were numb.
Am
Was it just a hobby
G           F
Or did he wanna be a star?
C
These are things I wonder
G              C
When I’m playin’ his guitar.

🎸 Verse 2:
      C
He *lyrics* in this rosewood
         F          C
Long before I was born.
         Am
I can almost see his fingers
        G
By the way the neck is worn.
       F
It’s full o’ cracks and scratches
      C            F
Steepenin’ the *lyrics.*
           C
When I’m playin’ this old flat top
          G                 C
I could feel him here with me.

🎸 Chorus:
     F
His guitar holds a secret
Of the first chord that he strummed.
             C
And did he sit and pick for hours
Until his fingers were numb.
Am
Was it just a hobby
G           F
Or did he wanna be a star?
C
These are things I wonder
           G              C
When I’m playin’ his guitar.

🎸 Bridge:
Em
I’ve had lots of offers
          Am
But I’m quick to let ’em know
     F              C/E
That no amount o’ money
     Dm             G
Can make me let it go.

🎸 Chorus:
     F
His guitar holds a secret
Of the first chord that he strummed.
C
And did he sit and pick for hours
Until his fingers were numb.
Am
Was it just a hobby
G           F
Or did he wanna be a star?
C
These are things I wonder
           G              C
When I’m playin’ his guitar.

🎸 Outro:
         F
I spend more time with his guitar
        F
Than I ever did with him.