Our Song

Tuning: Standard There’s more than one way you could play this, I’m not sure how Taylor plays it because she mutes it a bit, so you don’t really hear the high strings. Asus4 e|-2---0---3---0-| e|-2----0----3----0-| B|-3---0---3---2-| B|-3----3----3----3-| G|-2---0---0---2-| G|-2----0----0----2-| D|-0---2---0---2-| D|-0----2----2----2-| A|-x---2---2---0-| A|-x----2----2----0-| E|-x---0---3---x-| E|-x----0----0----x-| (You could even play Em7: 022033 and Asus4 x02233) A x2 A I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car Em He’s got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel A The other on my heart Em I look around, turn the radio down A He says baby is something wrong? A I say nothing I was just thinking how we don’t have a song And he says...

Em Our song is the slamming screen door, A Sneakin’ out late, tapping on your window G When you’re on the phone and you talk real slow D Cause it’s late and your mama don’t know Em Our song is the way you laugh A The first date “man, I didn’t kiss her, but I should have” Em And when I got home ... before I said amen G Asking God if he could play it again A A I was walking up the front porch steps after everything the day Em Had gone all wrong or been trampled on A And lost and thrown away A Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin’ bed Em I almost didn’t notice all the roses A And the note that said... Em Our song is the slamming screen door, A Sneakin’ out late, tapping on your window G When you’re on the phone and you talk real slow D Cause it’s late and your mama don’t know Em Our song is the way you laugh A The first date “man, I didn’t kiss her, but I should have” Em And when I got home ... before I said amen G Asking God if he could play it again A Da da da da A G I’ve heard every album, listened to the radio Em Waited for something to come along G That was as good as our song Em Cause our song is the slamming screen door D Sneaking out late, tapping on his window G When we’re on the phone and he talks real slow D Cause it’s late and his mama don’t know Em Our song is the way he laughs A The first date “man, I didn’t kiss him, and I could have” Em And when I got home ... before I said amen A Asking God if he could play it again... A Play it again... Ho yea ho yea Em I was riding shotgun with my hair undone A In the front seat of his car Em I grabbed a pen and an old napkin G