California Gold Acordes por Nate Smith

[Start]

[Verse]
G Cmaj7 G                                                     
■ ■     Passing 'round a fifth where the cops couldn't find us
G                                                 
Sneakin' prime times just to catch a midnight buzz
C            Cmaj7                                  G     C
Burnin' that gas till the last truck was runnin' on fumes ■
G                                      
Cotton on a limb by the Honey Run River
G                                                   
Jordans on the bank while you're jumpin' in with her
            C                                            G   
And talking them six strings and it gettin' me out there soon


[Chorus]
         C                   
All them days were like waves
          G                                             
Yeah they rolled didn't know just how fast they would go
         C              
All them nights paradise
        G                                          
We were young we were dumb burning hot like the sun
        Em                       Bm7                       Am7
And you can't put a price on the good times that never get old
           G   
California gold
           Cmaj7
California gold 


[Verse]
G                                              
Can't beat the view or the girls or the weather
G                                            
Ain't it a shame you can't stay young forever
Cmaj7                           C                 G     
Those three little words almost turned this Honda around
                        G  
Wonder what she's doing now


[Chorus]
         C                   
All them days were like waves
          G                                             
Yeah they rolled didn't know just how fast they would go
         Cmaj7          
All them nights paradise
        G                                          
We were young we were dumb burning hot like the sun
        Em          Em7          Bm7                   Am7        
And you can't put a price on the good times that never ■   get old
           G   
California gold
Cmaj7      G C    Cmaj7
California ■ gold ■    


[Bridge]
                                     C   
Always right there in the back of my mind
     Em7                                   
Them takeyoubackhome roads get to rewindin'
C  Cmaj7                         C      Am
Me right back to that old silver linin' ■ 
         C    Em        G    
All them days were like waves
          G                                             
Yeah they rolled didn't know just how fast they would go


[Chorus]
         C      Cmaj7   
All them nights paradise
        G                                          
We were young we were dumb burning hot like the sun
        Em                       Bm7                       Am7
And you can't put a price on the good times that never get old
           G   
California gold
           Cmaj7
California gold 
C          G   
California gold
C        
Whoa yeah
           G   
California gold


[End]