Stick Season Ukulele chords by Noah Kahan
Guitar chords with lyrics
- Capo on 2nd
Key: F
Intro:
F
Verse:
F
As you promised me that I was
more than all the miles combined
C
You mustʼve had yourself a change of
heart like halfway through the drive
Dm
Because your voice trailed off
exactly as you passed my exit sign
A#
Kept on drivinʼ straight
and left our future to the right
F
Now I am stuck between my anger
and the blame that I canʼt face
C
And memories are somethinʼ
even smoking weed does not replace
Dm
And I am terrified of weather
ʼcause I see you when it rains
A#
Doc told me to travel,
but thereʼs COVID on the planes
Chorus:
F
And I love Vermont,
but itʼs the season of the sticks
C
And I saw your mom,
she forgot that I existed
Dm
And itʼs half my fault,
but I just like to play the victim
A#
Iʼll drink alcohol
ʼtil my friends come home for Christmas
F
And Iʼll dream each night
of some version of you
C
That I might not have,
but I did not lose
Dm
Now youʼre tire tracks
and one pair of shoes
A#
And Iʼm split in half,
F
but thatʼll have to do
Verse:
F
So I thought that
if I piled something good on all my bad
C
That I could cancel out
the darkness I inherited from Dad
Dm
No, I am no longer funny
ʼcause I miss the way you laugh
A#
You once called me "forever",
now you still canʼt call me back
Chorus:
F
And I love Vermont,
but itʼs the season of the sticks
C
And I saw your mom,
she forgot that I existed
Dm
And itʼs half my fault,
but I just like to play the victim
A#
Iʼll drink alcohol
ʼtil my friends come home for Christmas
F
And Iʼll dream each night
of some version of you
C
That I might not have,
but I did not lose
Dm
Now youʼre tire tracks
and one pair of shoes
A#
And Iʼm split in half,
F
but thatʼll have to do
Bridge:
C
Oh, thatʼll have to do
Dm
My other half was you
A#
I hope this painʼs just passinʼ through
But I doubt it
Chorus:
F
And I love Vermont,
but itʼs the season of the sticks
C
And I saw your mom,
she forgot that I existed
Dm
And itʼs half my fault,
but I just like to play the victim
A#
Iʼll drink alcohol
ʼtil my friends come home for Christmas
F
And Iʼll dream each night
of some version of you
C
That I might not have,
but I did not lose
Dm
Now youʼre tire tracks
and one pair of shoes
A#
And Iʼm split in half,
F
but thatʼll have to do
F
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