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Capo: 1 Tuning: E A D G B E
Artist: The Wonder Years Song: Hoodie Weather Part of the song: Whole Song Tuning: E-A-D-G-B-e Capo 1 Note: This is not how TWY plays it, but this version is easy to play and sounds great on acoustic. Original key is C#. To play without a capo just transpose everything up one. [Intro] C F C G Am G F C G [Verse 1]
It smells like it should be Csnowing, and I've been Gfrequenting a diner on EmMain Street Where the Amwaitresses are Ggirls that Fgraduated with me Have Gproblems with Oxy and Amcan't recall what I had to drink
No one knows where they're Cgoing, they just Gknow they want out of here Embadly Like Amcigarettes Gdropped on a Fhighway. They'll smash, Gscatter and burn out AmSomewhere else without knowing.
[Pre-Chorus]
I've got my FGrandmother's veins in the Cback of my hands and Gjust a hint of the South Philly accent. I was Fborn here, I'll probably Cdie here. Let's go Ghome.
[Chorus]
FThis town's got Clies to tell. I'll Gwait around to Amhear you Gout but FI can't keep from Cdigging up these Gbones forever.
At Fleast for now I'll Csettle down. I'll Gtry to find some Amsolid Gground. I Flost my footing Ctrying to get Ghome last winter.
[Verse 2]
The kids in the Cgraduating claGss have got their Emeyes set AmwestG, and FCalifornia on their lips G But I Amleft some blood there that I'm never getting back. C
GRocky's in the EmDeep South. I don't Amthink he's comiGng Fback now. It's Gsinister, but it's Amhow life worked out.
[Pre-Chorus]
I've got my FGrandmother's veins in the Cback of my hands and Gjust a hint of the South Philly accent. I was Fborn here, I'll probably Cdie here. Let's go Ghome.
[Chorus]
FThis town's got Clies to tell. I'll Gwait around to Amhear you Gout but FI can't keep from Cdigging up these Gbones forever.
At Fleast for now I'll Csettle down. I'll Gtry to find some Amsolid Gground. I Flost my footing Ctrying to get Ghome last winter
[Guitar Solo] F Am G F C G [Bridge]
Growing up FmeaAmns watching my Gheroes turn human in Ffront of me And the Amsongs we wrote at Geighteen seem short-sighted and Fnaïve So when the Amweather breaks I'll pull my Ghoodie up over my face I won't Frun away, run away. Am Cause as Gfucked as this place got it made me, me
[Guitar Solo] F C G Am G F C G [Chorus]
FThis town's got Clies to tell. I'll Gwait around to Amhear you Gout but FI can't keep from Cdigging up these Gbones forever.
At Fleast for now I'll Csettle down. I'll Gtry to find some Amsolid Gground. I Flost my footing Ctrying to get Ghome last winter
[Outro]
FThis town's got lies to tell