Better Together chords by Luke Combs

• Capo on 5th

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Intro:
F  C  Am  G

Verse 1:
   F        C
A 40 HP Johnson on a flat bottom metal boat
Am                 G
Coke cans and BB guns, barbed wire and old fence posts
F            C
8-point bucks in autumn and freshly cut cornfields
Am             G
One arm out the window and one hand on the wheel

Chorus:
         F           C
Some things just go better together and probably always will
       Am              G
Like a cup of coffee and a sunrise, Sunday drives and time to kill
      F              C
What's the point of this ol' guitar if it ain't got no strings?
  Am                   G
Or pourin' your heart into a song that you ain't gonna sing?
    F               C
It's a match made up in heaven, like good ol' boys and beer
  Am       G      F
And me, as long as you're right here


Verse 2:
   F          C
Your license in my wallet when we go out downtown
   Am                    G
Your lipstick's stained every coffee cup that I got in this house
  F                   C
The way you say, "I love you, too" is like rain on an old tin roof
     Am                G
And your hand fits right into mine like a needle in a groove


Chorus:
         F           C
Some things just go better together and probably always will
       Am              G
Like a cup of coffee and a sunrise, Sunday drives and time to kill
      F              C
What's the point of this ol' guitar if it ain't got no strings?
  Am                 G
Or pourin' your heart into a song that you ain't gonna sing?
    F               C
It's a match made up in heaven, like good ol' boys and beer
  Am       G      F
And me, as long as you're right here


Bridge:
     F                  C
Sometimes we're oil and water, but I wouldn't have it any other way
  Am            G
And if I'm being honest, your first and my last name


Chorus:
         F           C
Would just sound better together and probably always will
       Am              G
Like a cup of coffee and a sunrise, Sunday drives and time to kill
      F              C
What's the point of this ol' guitar if it ain't got no strings?
  Am                   G
Or pourin' your heart into a song that you ain't gonna sing?
    F               C
It's a match made up in heaven, like good ol' boys and beer
  Am       G      F
And me, as long as you're right here
  Am       G      F
And me, as long as you're right here