D Em G A x2
D Em G A
I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car
D Em
He�s got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel
G A
The other on my heart
D Em
I look around, turn the radio down
G A
He says baby is something wrong?
D Em G A
I say nothing I was just thinking how we don�t have a song
And he says...
D Em
Our song is the slamming screen door,
G Asus4
Sneakin� out late, tapping on your window
D Em G
When you�re on the phone and you talk real slow
A D
Cause it�s late and your mama don�t know
Em
Our song is the way you laugh
G Asus4
The first date �man, I didn�t kiss her, but I should have�
G A Em
And when I got home ... before I said amen
D G
Asking God if he could play it again
D Em G A
D Em G A
I was walking up the front porch steps after everything the day
D Em
Had gone all wrong or been trampled on
G A
And lost and thrown away
D Em G A
Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin� bed
D Em
I almost didn�t notice all the roses
G A
And the note that said...
D Em
Our song is the slamming screen door,
G Asus4
Sneakin� out late, tapping on your window
D Em G
https://www.coveralia.com/acordes/our-song--video--taylor-swift.php
When you�re on the phone and you talk real slow
A D
Cause it�s late and your mama don�t know
Em
Our song is the way you laugh
G Asus4
The first date �man, I didn�t kiss her, but I should have�
G A Em
And when I got home ... before I said amen
D G
Asking God if he could play it again
D Em G A
Da da da da
D Em G A
Em G
I�ve heard every album, listened to the radio
D A Em
Waited for something to come along
G
That was as good as our song
D Em
Cause our song is the slamming screen door
G Asus4 D
Sneaking out late, tapping on his window
Em G
When we�re on the phone and he talks real slow
A D
Cause it�s late and his mama don�t know
Em
Our song is the way he laughs
G Asus4
The first date �man, I didn�t kiss him, and I could have�
G A Em
And when I got home ... before I said amen
D G D Em G A
Asking God if he could play it again...
D Em G A D Em G A
Play it again... Ho yea ho yea
D Em
I was riding shotgun with my hair undone
G A
In the front seat of his car
D Em
I grabbed a pen and an old napkin
G
And I... wrote down our song
