[Intro] Bb/D Csus4 Bb Csus4 [Verse 1] Bb If I wanted to know who Csus4 you were hanging with Csus4 While I was gone, I would have asked you Bb It's the kind of cold, Csus4 fogs up windshield glass Csus4 But I felt it when I passed you Bb There's an ache in you, Csus4 put there by the ache in me Bb But if it's all the same to you Csus4 It's the same to me
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[Chorus]
F
So we could call it even
You could call me "babe"
F
for the weekend
'Tis the damn season,
Dm
write this down
Dm
I'm stayin' at my parents' house
Dm
And the road not taken
looks real good now
C
And it always leads
Csus4 C Csus4
to you in my hometown
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[Verse 2]
Bb
I parkеd my car right
Csus4
between the Methodist
Csus4
And thе school that
used to be ours
Bb
The holidays linger
Csus4
like bad perfume
Csus4
You can run, but only so far
Bb
I escaped it too, remember
Csus4
how you watched me leave
Bb
But if it's okay with you,
Csus4
it's okay with me
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[Chorus]
F
So we could call it even
You could call me "babe"
F
for the weekend
'Tis the damn season,
Dm
write this down
Dm
I'm stayin' at my parents' house
Dm
And the road not taken
looks real good now
F
Time flies, messy as the mud
on your truck tires
F
Now I'm missing your smile,
Dm
hear me out
Dm
We could just ride around
Dm
And the road not taken
looks real good now
C
And it always leads
Csus4 C Csus4
to you in my hometown
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[Bridge] F Dm Sleep in half the day just for old times' sake C I won't ask you to wait if you don't ask me to stay F So I'll go back to L.A. and the so-called friends F Who'll write books about me, if I ever make it Dm And wonder about the only soul Dm Who can tell which smiles I'm fakin’ C And the heart I know Csus4 C Csus4 I'm breakin' is my own Bb To leave the warmest C bed I've ever known Bb C We could call it even Bb C Even though I'm leavin’ Bb And I'll be yours for the weekend C 'Tis the damn season [Finale] F So we could call it even You could call me "babe" F for the weekend 'Tis the damn season, Dm write this down Dm I'm stayin' at my parents' house Dm And the road not taken looks real good now F Time flies, messy as the mud on your truck tires F Now I'm missing your smile, Dm hear me out Dm We could just ride around Dm And the road not taken looks real good now C And it always leads Csus4 C Csus4 to you in my hometown Bb And it always leads to C Csus4 Bb Csus4 you in my hometown
