Shotgun Seat

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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I loved her since I drove her off the lot
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This '97 Chevy, yeah, it's barely got a dent
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I know it's probably gonna hurt a lot
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But the given circumstances, it's the only ship I'm in
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I know that some might say that it's irrational
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But honestly, to me, yeah, it makes perfect sense
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'Cause if it ain't there, I swear I can't go back at all
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And I ain't tryna go back there again
 
Yeah, that's why I'm sittin' here with this
 
[Chorus]
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Buckshot loaded up, she's gone, it sucks
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I don't wanna look to my right and see
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An empty spot right there, bad day to be a chair
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Sittin' in a Silverado next to me
      A  F#m          D
Yeah, I'm   'bout to send some double-ought through a memory
      A  F#m         D
Yeah, I'm   takin' this shotgun to that shotgun seat
 
[Post-Chorus]
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[Verse 2]
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And one for every time I picked her up
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And two for every time she swore she'd never let me go
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And the rest of the box for leavin' me with a rock
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Yeah, my shoulder might hurt, but this broken heart won't
 
[Chorus]
 A                    F#m
Buckshot loaded up, she's gone, it sucks
D
I don't wanna look to my right and see
   A                        F#m
An empty spot right there, bad day to be a chair
 D
Sittin' in a Silverado next to me
      A  F#m          D
Yeah, I'm   'bout to send some double-ought through a memory
      A  F#m         D
Yeah, I'm   takin' this shotgun to that shotgun seat
 
[Post-Chorus]
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[Bridge]
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Me and this truck won't ever be the same
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Got an empty 12-pack and a 12-gauge
 
[Chorus]
 A                    F#m
Buckshot loaded up, she's gone, it sucks
D
I don't wanna look to my right and see
   A                        F#m
An empty spot right there, bad day to be a chair
 D
Sittin' in a Silverado next to me
      A  F#m          D
Yeah, I'm   'bout to send some double-ought through a memory
      A  F#m         D
Yeah, I'm   takin' this shotgun to that shotgun seat
 
[Outro]
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