Taylor Swift - Our Song, аккорды

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Intro: 
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I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car
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He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel
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The other on my heart
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I look around, turn the radio down
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He says baby is something wrong?
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I say nothing I was just thinking how we don't have a song And he says...
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Our song is the slamming screen door,
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Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window
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When you're on the phone and you talk real slow
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Cause it's late and your mama don't know
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Our song is the way you laugh
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The first date ?man, I didn't kiss her, but I should have?
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And when I got home ... before I said amen
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Asking God if he could play it again
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I was walking up the front porch steps after everything the day
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Had gone all wrong or been trampled on
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And lost and thrown away
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Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin' bed
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I almost didn't notice all the roses
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And the note that said...
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Our song is the slamming screen door,
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Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window
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When you're on the phone and you talk real slow
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Cause it's late and your mama don't know
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Our song is the way you laugh
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The first date ?man, I didn't kiss her, but I should have?
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And when I got home ... before I said amen
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Asking God if he could play it again
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Da da da da
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I've heard every album, listened to the radio
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Waited for something to come along
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That was as good as our song
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Cause our song is the slamming screen door
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Sneaking out late, tapping on his window
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When we're on the phone and he talks real slow
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Cause it's late and his mama don't know
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Our song is the way he laughs
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The first date ?man, I didn't kiss him, and I could have?
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And when I got home ... before I said amen
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Asking God if he could play it again...
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Play it again... Ho yea Ho yea
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I was riding shotgun with my hair undone
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In the front seat of his car
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I grabbed a pen and an old napkin
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And I... wrote down our song