CAPO: 4th FRET
INTRO:
G D G Em7 Cmaj7
VERSE:
G D
Older doesn’t always make you taller
Em7 Cmaj7
And those pictures on mama’s fridge prove that
G D
And if that room we shared up the stairs was any smaller
Em7 Cmaj7
Our eyes would’ve been a little less brown and a little more black
CHORUS:
G
But we both looked out the same windows
D
Wished on the same stars
Em7 Cadd9
Hung our blue jeans in the same breeze in the same backyard
G
And how can two kids with the same raising
D
Wind up on such different pages
Em7
We all got our different callings
Cmaj7
Yeah, I guess that’s why they call it
G D Em7
A two story house
G D Cadd9
A two story house
VERSE:
G D
Her dream was diamond rings and having babies
Em7 Cmaj7
And mine was guitar strings and a pot of gold
G D
And to this day she calls me up and calls me crazy
Em7 D
And I just kinda laugh and say “I know”
C
She could never leave
D
And I could never go back
Em7 Cadd9
Kinda like a stray dog and a calico cat
CHORUS:
G
But we both looked out the same windows
D
Wished on the same stars
Em7 Cadd9
Hung our blue jeans in the same breeze in the same backyard
G
And how can two kids with the same raising
D
Wind up on such different pages
Em7
We all got our different callings
Cmaj7
Yeah, I guess that’s why they call it
G D Em7
A two story house
G D Cadd9
A two story house
OUTRO:
G
And how can two kids with the same raising
D
Wind up on such different pages
Em7
We all got our different callings
Cmaj7
Yeah, I guess that’s why they call it
G D Em
A two story house
G D Cadd9
A two story house
Older doesn't always make you taller
And those pictures on mama's fridge prove that
And if that room we shared up the stairs was any smaller
Our eyes would've been a little less brown and a little more black
But we both looked out the same window
Wished on the same stars
Hung our blue jeans in the same breeze in the same backyard
And how can two kids with the same raising
Wind up on such different pages
We all got our different callings
Yeah, I guess that's why they call it
A two story house
A two story house
Her dream was diamond rings and having babies
And mine was guitar strings and a pot of gold
And to this day she calls me up and calls me crazy
And I just kinda laugh and say "I know"
She could never leave
And I could never go back
Kinda like a stray dog and a calico cat
Who both looked out the same window
Wished on the same stars
Hung our blue jeans in the same breeze in the same backyard
How can two kids with the same raising
Wind up on such different pages
We all got our different callings
Yeah, I guess that's why they call it
A two story house
A two story house
How can two kids with the same raising
Wind up on such different pages
We all got our different callings
Yeah, I guess that's why they call it
A two story house
A two story house
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