Secondhand Smoke chords by Sean Mcconnell

• Tuning: Standard tuning
• Capo on 2nd
• Difficulty: Beginner

SONG:   SECONDHAND SMOKE
ARTIST: SEAN McCONNELL
TAB BY: DON CZARSKI
EMAIL:  GUITARZAN7@HOTMAIL.COM

NOTE: When playing this song make sure at tims to do some
      hammer-ons and pull-offs with your middle finger
      especially on the C chord.

                    SECONDHAND SMOKE
                     SEAN McCONNELL

CAPO: 2nd FRET

INTRO:
C  F  C  C
C  F  C  C

VERSE
        C              F             C
When I put my leather wallet on the dash
          C            F                 C
When the radio plays Crosby, Stills and Nash
           G                            F
When I`m laughing `til I`m crying at a joke
         G                             F    G
When I smell the scent of secondhand smoke


CHORUS:
 G         F                              C
Well, I`m right back riding shotgun in a gold sedan
 G                                C
Nineteen eighty-something, me and my old man
      F
The crinkle of the cellophane
      C           F
The crackle of tobacco flame
      C              F             G              F
The stories that he told me as he held it in his hand
 F             C   F  C  C     C  F  C  C
Mmmm mmm mmm mmmmm


VERSE:
       C               F          C
We met up in New York City yesterday
        C               F               C
We had seven years of things we had to say
        G                             F
He had seven years of silence on his face
         G                              F
I tried seven, eight times, seven, to erase

            C             F                    C
We stepped out onto the street to change the scene
        C                 F                C
And he pulled a pack of Spirits from his jeans
              G                                 F
I said `what happened to the good ol` Marlboro Lites?`
                    G
He just cracked a smile


CHORUS:
             F                             C
And I went right back riding shotgun in a gold sedan
 G                                C
Nineteen eighty-something, me and my old man
      F
The crinkle of the cellophane
      C           F
The crackle of tobacco flame
      C              F             G              F
The stories that he told me as he held it in his hand
 F             C   F  C  C     F G F G
Mmmm mmm mmm mmmmm


BREAK:
        C                  F                 C
When I don`t know what we are, I still have what we were
          C                  F          C         G    G
Well, I might just light one up tonight,  let it burn


CHORUS:
         F                             C
And go right back riding shotgun in a gold sedan
 G                                Am     Am G
Nineteen eighty-something, me and my old ma-an
      F
The crinkle of the cellophane
      C           F
The crackle of tobacco flame
      C              F             G              F
The stories that he told me as he held it in his hand
 F             F    C   F  C  C
Mmmm mmm mmm mmmmm mmm


OUTRO:
C  F  C  C
C  F  C



======================= CAPO: NONE =======================



SONG:   SECONDHAND SMOKE
ARTIST: SEAN McCONNELL
TAB BY: DON CZARSKI
EMAIL:  GUITARZAN7@HOTMAIL.COM


                    SECONDHAND SMOKE
                     SEAN McCONNELL

CAPO: NONE

INTRO:
D  G  D  D
D  G  D  D

VERSE
        D              G             D
When I put my leather wallet on the dash
          D            G                 D
When the radio plays Crosby, Stills and Nash
           A                            G
When I`m laughing `til I`m crying at a joke
         A                             G    A
When I smell the scent of secondhand smoke


CHORUS:
 A         G                              D
Well, I`m right back riding shotgun in a gold sedan
 A                                D
Nineteen eighty-something, me and my old man
      G
The crinkle of the cellophane
      D           G
The crackle of tobacco flame
      D              G             A              G
The stories that he told me as he held it in his hand
 G             D   G  D  D     D  G  D  D
Mmmm mmm mmm mmmmm


VERSE:
       D               G          D
We met up in New York City yesterday
        D               G               D
We had seven years of things we had to say
        A                             G
He had seven years of silence on his face
         A                              G
I tried seven, eight times, seven, to erase

            D             G                    D
We stepped out onto the street to change the scene
        D                 G                D
And he pulled a pack of Spirits from his jeans
              A                                 G
I said `what happened to the good ol` Marlboro Lites?`
                    A
He just cracked a smile


CHORUS:
             G                             D
And I went right back riding shotgun in a gold sedan
 A                                D
Nineteen eighty-something, me and my old man
      G
The crinkle of the cellophane
      D           G
The crackle of tobacco flame
      D              G             A              G
The stories that he told me as he held it in his hand
 G             D   G  D  D     G A G A
Mmmm mmm mmm mmmmm


BREAK:
        D                  G                 D
When I don`t know what we are, I still have what we were
          D                  G          D         A    A
Well, I might just light one up tonight,  let it burn


CHORUS:
         G                             D
And go right back riding shotgun in a gold sedan
 A                                Bm     Bm A
Nineteen eighty-something, me and my old ma-an
      G
The crinkle of the cellophane
      D           G
The crackle of tobacco flame
      D              G             A              G
The stories that he told me as he held it in his hand
 G             G    D   G  D  D
Mmmm mmm mmm mmmmm mmm


OUTRO:
D  G  D  D
D  G  D