Smoke chords by Florida Georgia Line

Tuning: Standard tuning

Difficulty: novice

I play with capo on first fret

F#m   244222
D     xx0232
A     x02220
E     022100

[Intro 4x]
F#m   D   A   E

[Verse I]
F#m         A
Laying back against this windshield
D             Bm
Parked out in this Georgia red field
F#m           A                  D     Bm
This is where we burn our summer nights
F#m         A                  D           Bm
Moonlit lipstick kisses on the hood of our tacoma
        F#m      A                   D
We were seventeen, going on free and wild

[Pre-Chorus]
D    A                  E          F#m
 She was smoking hot, a whiskey shot of jerry curl
D       A                 E               E *pause
 Sparks were flying every time I smelled smoke

[Chorus]
    F#m             D
I'm sitting by a bonfire watching her swaying
A                 E
Me and my buddies and the guitar playing
F#m                D
Sipping on forties on a saturday night
A                        E              F#m    D
Buzzing through a chorus of dixieland deli---ght
A           E             F#m
High as the stars, in the milky way
D                     A              E           F#m    D
Those summer days drifting away, but she'll always float
     A          E           F#m   D   A   E
Back through my mind like smoke

[Verse II]
F#m          A
July flames, october ashes
D             Bm
Southern skin and blue jean flashes
F#m            A               D
Strike a match and light a memory

[Pre-Chorus]
D     A                    E          F#m
 we Never said goodbye, we let it fly into thin air
D        A                E                 E
 Tonight I'm stoned, all along going up so strong I swear

[Chorus]
    F#m             D
I'm sitting by a bonfire watching her swaying
A                 E
Me and my buddies and the guitar playing
F#m                D
Sipping on forties on a saturday night
A                        E              F#m    D
Buzzing through a chorus of dixieland deli---ght
A           E             F#m
High as the stars, in the milky way
D                     A              E           F#m    D
Those summer days drifting away, but she'll always float
     A          E           F#m   D   A   E
Back through my mind like smoke

[Guitar Solo]
F#m   D   A   E
F#m   D   A   E

[Pre-Chorus]
D    A                  E          F#m
 She was smoking hot, a whiskey shot of jerry curl
D       A                 E               E *pause
 Sparks were flying every time I smelled smoke

    F#m             D
I'm sitting by a bonfire watching her swaying
A                 E
Me and my buddies and the guitar playing
F#m                D
Sipping on forties on a saturday night
A                        E              F#m    D
Buzzing through a chorus of dixieland deli---ght
A           E             F#m
High as the stars, in the milky way
D                     A              E           F#m    D
Those summer days drifting away, but she'll always float
     A          E           F#m   D   A   E
Back through my mind like smoke.