George Ezra - Shotgun

^CHome grown alligator, s^Fee you later Gotta hit the ^Amroad, gotta hit the r^Goad Some^Cthing changed in the atmosphere, ^FArchitecture unfamiliar, ^AmI could get used to this ^G

^CTime flies by in the ^Fyellow and green, stick ^Amaround and you’ll see what I m^Gean. There’s a ^Cmountain top, that ^FI’m dreaming of, If you ^Amneed me, you know where I^G’ll be.

I’ll be riding s^Chotgun, Underneath the h^Fot sun, Feeling like a s^Amomeone. ^G I’ll be riding s^Chotgun, Underneath the h^Fot sun, Feeling like a s^Amomeone. ^G

The s^Couth of the equator, n^Favigator, Gotta hit the r^Amoad, gotta hit the r^Goad. ^CDeep-sea diving round the clock, ^FBikini bottoms, lager tops ^AmI could get used to this ^G

^CTime flies by in the ^Fyellow and green, stick ^Amaround and you’ll see what I m^Gean. There’s a ^Cmountain top, that ^FI’m dreaming of, If you ^Amneed me, you know where I^G’ll be.

I’ll be riding s^Chotgun, Underneath the h^Fot sun, Feeling like a s^Amomeone. ^G I’ll be riding s^Chotgun, Underneath the h^Fot sun, Feeling like a s^Amomeone. ^G

We got ^Ctwo in the front, ^Ftwo in the back, ^AmSailing along and we do^Gn’t look back.

^CTime flies by in the ^Fyellow and green, stick ^Amaround and you’ll see what I m^Gean. There’s a ^Cmountain top, that ^FI’m dreaming of, If you ^Amneed me, you know where I^G’ll be.

I’ll be riding s^Chotgun, Underneath the h^Fot sun, Feeling like a s^Amomeone. ^G I’ll be riding s^Chotgun, Underneath the h^Fot sun, Feeling like a s^Amomeone. ^G I’ll be riding s^Chotgun, Underneath the h^Fot sun, Feeling like a s^Amomeone. ^G I’ll be riding s^Chotgun, Underneath the h^Fot sun, Feeling like a s^Amomeone, a someone,a ^Gsomeone, a someone.