Zac Brown Band - Martin

He was ^Gborn in the ^Dwoods, ^Atorn from his ^Bmhome. Well, he was ^Gnaked, and ^Ddestined to be ^Gout on his ^Aown. And he ^Gwaited in ^Adarkness, hoping ^Dsomeone might ^Bmsee, From ^Gsomething so ^Drough, what a ^Gtreasur^De ^Ahe'd ^Dbe.

^GStronger than ^Asteel and ^Dwood. ^GSeen me through the ^Abad and ^Dgood. And when I'm ^Ghanging by a ^Astring, ^Devery little ^Bmthing is unde^Grstood ^A

Well he's ^Ghollow in the ^Dmiddle from the ^Ashape that he's ^Bmin. He's either ^Gfilled up with ^Dmusic or locked ^Gin his shell ^Aagain. And it ^Gtakes some fine ^Atuning to ^Dmake him come ^Bmaround, But he's a ^Ghuge piece of ^Dme and I'll ^Gneve^Dr ^Aput him ^Ddown.

^GStronger than ^Asteel and ^Dwood. ^GSeen me through the ^Abad and ^Dgood. And when I'm ^Ghanging by a ^Astring, ^Devery little ^Bmthing is under^Gstood ^A

He is a ^Ggood ^Dfriend, and he ^Ahas his own ^Bmvoice. And you ^Gget what you ^Dgive; som^Aetimes it's just ^Dnoise. But ^Gif you treat him ^Dwell he will ^Alast your life ^Bmlong. And if you're ^Ghonest and ^Dopen well, he will ^Gwrite ^Dyou ^Aa ^Dsong.

^GStronger than ^Asteel and ^Dwood. ^GSeen me through the ^Abad and ^Dgood. And when I'm ^Ghanging by a ^Astring, ^Devery little ^Bmthing is unde^Grstood ^A And when I'm ^Ghanging by a ^Astring, ^Devery little ^Bmthing is unde^Grstood ^A