Eric Church - Springsteen

^DTo this day when I hear that song, ^DI see you standing there on that lawn, ^GDiscount shades, store bought tan, ^Bmflip-flops and ^Acut off jeans. ^DSomewhere between that setting sun, ^DI'm On Fire and Born To Run, ^GYou looked at me and I was done, but we were ^Bmjust getting s^A/C#tarted.

^DI was singing to you, you were singing to me, ^DI was so alive, never been more free, ^GFired up my daddy's lighter and we sang ^Bmoh-woah-oh-^Awoah-ohh.

^DStayed there till they forced us out, ^DWe took the long way to your house, And ^GI can still hear the sound, Of you ^Bmsaying don't ^Ago.

^DWhen I think about you, ^AI think about 17, ^BmI think about my old Jeep, ^GI think about the stars in the sky. ^BmFunny how a melody sounds ^Alike a memory, ^DLike a soundtrack to a July ^GSaturday ^Emnight, ^{A G}Springsteen. ^{D A G D A}

^DIf I bumped in to you by happenstance, ^DYou probably wouldn't even know who I am, But^G if I whispered your name, I bet there'd s^Bmtill be a s^Apark. ^DFrom back when I was gasoline and this o^Dld tattoo had brand new ink, And we^G didn't care what your mom would think 'bout your ^Bmname on my ^A/C#arm. Baby^D is it spring or is it summer, Th^De guitar sound or the beat of that drummer, You ^Ghear sometimes late at night on ^Bmyour ^Aradio. Even^D though you're a million miles away, When^D you hear Born In The USA, Do ^Gyou relive those Glory Days from ^Bmso long^A ago?

^DWhen you think about me, ^ADo you think about 17, ^BmDo you think about my old Jeep, ^GThink about the stars in the sky. ^BmFunny how a melody sounds^A like a memory, ^DLike a soundtrack to a ^GJuly Saturday ^Emnight, ^{A G}Springsteen. ^{D A G}Springsteen.^{D A}

^DFunny how a melody ^Asounds like a memory ^BmLike a soundtrack to a J^Guly Saturday ^Emnight ^{A D}Springsteen,^{D G Bm A D}Springsteen ^D Oh ^GSpringst^Bmeen ^A