Standard (EADGBE)

(You could even play Em7: 022033 and Asus4 x02233)

x2

 I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car

 He’s got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel

 The other on my heart

I look around, turn the radio down

 He says baby is something wrong?

 I say nothing I was just thinking how we don’t have a song

And he says...

Our song is the slamming screen door,

Sneakin’ out late, tapping on your window

When you’re on the phone and you talk real slow

 Cause it’s late and your mama don’t know

 Our song is the way you laugh

 The first date “man, I didn’t kiss her, but I should have”

And when I got home ... before I said amen

 Asking God if he could play it again

I was walking up the front porch steps after everything the day

 Had gone all wrong or been trampled on

 And lost and thrown away

Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin’ bed

 I almost didn’t notice all the roses

And the note that said...

Our song is the slamming screen door,

Sneakin’ out late, tapping on your window

When you’re on the phone and you talk real slow

 Cause it’s late and your mama don’t know

 Our song is the way you laugh

 The first date “man, I didn’t kiss her, but I should have”

And when I got home ... before I said amen

 Asking God if he could play it again

Da da da da

 I’ve heard every album, listened to the radio

Waited for something to come along

 That was as good as our song

Cause our song is the slamming screen door

Sneaking out late, tapping on his window

 When we’re on the phone and he talks real slow

 Cause it’s late and his mama don’t know

 Our song is the way he laughs

 The first date “man, I didn’t kiss him, and I could have”

And when I got home ... before I said amen

 Asking God if he could play it again...

 Play it again... Ho yea ho yea

 I was riding shotgun with my hair undone

 In the front seat of his car

I grabbed a pen and an old napkin

 And I... wrote down our song