Senior Year chords by Drew Baldridge
Guitar chords with lyrics
Intro: G D Bm A G D Bm A Verse 1: G D Bm A I remember that first date, feeling like a king G D Bm A Sitting out in my truck, freshmen wishing they were me G D Bm A Old Kenny singing 'bout them boys of fall
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Yeah this was our year, we were gonna win it all
Pre-Chorus:
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It was skipping class, it was wasting gas
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Always paying cash from mowing grass that hot last summer
Chorus:
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We were living fast on top of the world
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Trying to find a guy old enough to buy a little cheap wine for you, girl
G D Bm A
Game days, we were jerseys in the hall
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Yeah barely eighteen but a bunch of know-it-alls
G D Bm A
Woah-oh blink an eye and then you're there
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Woah-oh on a gym floor in folding chairs
G D Bm A
Yeah-yeah throwing caps up in the air
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Couple tough boys shedding tears
Em N.C.
Never thought it'd disappear, senior year
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Verse 2:
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Burning tires, to burnt CDs
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It was, breaking curfew, Mama waiting on me
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Thinking that first love would, last forever
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My old letter-jacket no, yeah it never looked better
G A
Than it did on her shoulders, oh but now that we're older
G A
I wonder where she is now, or if she ever thinks about
Chorus:
G D Bm A
Living fast on top of the world
G D Bm A
Trying to find a guy old enough to buy a little cheap wine for you, girl
G D Bm A
Game days, we were jerseys in the hall
G D Bm A
Yeah barely eighteen but a bunch of know-it-alls
G D Bm A
Woah-oh blink an eye and then you're there
G D Bm A
Woah-oh on a gym floor in folding chairs
G D Bm A
Yeah-yeah throwing caps up in the air
G D Bm A
Couple love birds shedding tears
Em N.C.
Never thought it'd disappear, senior year
G D Bm A
G D Bm A
Bridge:
B
Yeah every time I get to town
A
I take a lap around
G
And I can't help but smile
A
'Cause we were big shots for a little while
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Senior year
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Senior year
Chorus:
G D Bm A
Yeah we were, living fast on top of the world
G D Bm A
Trying to find a guy old enough to buy a little cheap wine for you, girl
G D Bm A
Game days, we were jerseys in the hall
G D Bm A
Yeah barely eighteen but a bunch of know-it-alls
G D Bm A
Woah-oh blink an eye and then you're there
G D Bm A
Woah-oh on a gym floor in folding chairs
G D Bm A
Yeah-yeah throwing caps up in the air
G D Bm A
Couple tough boys shedding tears
Em N.C.
Never thought it'd disappear, senior year
G D Bm A
(Woah-woah) Senior year
G D Bm A
(Woah-woah)
Outro:
G D Bm A
I remember that first date, feeling like a king
G D Bm A
Sitting out in my truck, freshmen wishing they were me Last updated:
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