Right Girl

Capo: 2nd fret

[Intro]
 
Bm  A  G  A
Bm  A  G  A
 
[Verse]
              Bm  A           G      A
There ain't a road that I can go down
          Bm           A                       G   A
In this whole town without wondering where you are
              Bm  A                     G      A
There ain't a mile that don't feel like memory lane
         Bm             A                       G    A
I should probably leave this Wrangler parked in place
        G                Bm                   A
But I'm shifting through the past and burning tanks
 
[Chorus]
                                Bm       A
Wishing you were here to take a ride girl
                     G      A
Rolling round riding shotgun
                    Bm        A
Leaning back in the front seat
                   G     A
Top-down with your hands up
      G           A               Bm  A    G
Every time I take this Jeep for a dri-ive, girl
G           A                            Bm         A  G  A
It makes me wish you were sitting to the right, girl
 
[Verse]
        Bm  A                  G        A
Windows down, yeah, I like the fresh air
                      Bm         A                        G     A
I like it better with long hair, sunflower, blonde in the breeze
              Bm  A       G       A
And girl, our song, every time it comes on
            Bm           A             G  A
Those three minutes feel like an eternity
         G            Bm                 A
I should probably let this needle sit on E
 
[Chorus]
                                           Bm       A
Instead of wishing you were here to take a ride girl
                     G      A
Rolling round riding shotgun
                    Bm        A
Leaning back in the front seat
                   G     A
Top-down with your hands up
      G           A               Bm  A    G
Every time I take this Jeep for a dri-ive, girl
G           A
It makes me wish you were sitting to the
 
[Bridge]
D
Right girl, But you left, I guess
            Bm     A
That's just how stuff goes
G        A
Sometimes, that's why
       Bm
That's why I'm, I'm
A                D              Bm       A  G  A
Wishing you were here to take a right, girl
                         Bm         A  G
(You were sitting to the right, girl)
 
[Chorus]
                                Bm       A
Wishing you were here to take a ride girl
                     G      A
Rolling round riding shotgun
                    Bm        A
Leaning back in the front seat
                   G     A
Top-down with your hands up
      G           A               Bm  A    G
Every time I take this Jeep for a dri-ive, girl
G           A                            Bm         A  G
It makes me wish you were sitting to the right, girl
A                         Bm        A  G
Yeah, 'cause you were the right girl