Steve Forde

That Was Me

Steve Forde


Tom: G

G

[Verse]
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Stones skipping across the creek
                    Bm        Em           C
Jeans rolled up no shirt and sand on my feet
                 [G]
yeah, that was me

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From pedal power to gasoline
                           Bm        Em    C
Cruising the town in one hell of a bad machine
           G
That was me

 G                 Bm
Taking chances learning to believe
 Em                       C
And corners creep up at that kinda speed
 G                  Bm                 Em
Burning both ends living life wild and free
 C              G
Oh, that was me

 G
A case of beer some Jim Beam
                     Bm         Em          C
One hard lesson in how much you really need
                  G
yeah, that was me

 G                Bm
Taking chances learning to believe
 Em                       C
And corners creep up at that kinda speed
 G                  Bm
Burning both ends living life wild and free
 C              G
Oh, that was me

[Solo]
 G                 Bm
Some cheap wine, a little Chesney
 Em                       C               G
Good times on the vinyl in my back seat
 G                   G
Whoa, that was me

 G               Bm
Taking chances learning to believe
 Em                C
Acting cool as my heart skips a beat
 G                  Bm                 Em        C
Burning both ends living life wild and free
 Bm              Em                C
Taking chances learning to believe
 G
Oh, that was me
 G
That was me
 G
Yeah, that was me