Henry, Come On

Cifra: Principal (violão e guitarra)

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[Intro] A  E  B  C#m 
        A  E  F#m

[Tab - Intro]

Parte 1 de 4
   A             E
E|--------------------0---------------------|
B|----2-2-2--0------------0-----------------|
G|----2-2-2--1------------------------------|
D|------------------2-----------------------|
A|-0----------------------------------------|
E|---------------0------0-----0-------------|

Parte 2 de 4
   B               C#m
E|------------------------------------------|
B|----------------------5-------5-----------|
G|------4-----------------------------------|
D|----4-----4---4----6--------6---6---------|
A|-2----------2----4--------4---------------|
E|------------------------------------------|

Parte 3 de 4
   A                  E
E|------------------------------------------|
B|------2-2-2--0-----------0----------------|
G|------2-2-2--2-----------1----------------|
D|----2------------2----2--------2-----2----|
A|-0----------------------------------------|
E|--------------------0-------0-----0-------|

Parte 4 de 4
   F#m
E|------------------------------------------|
B|--------2---------2-----------------------|
G|------2--------------------2--------------|
D|--------------4----------------4--4-------|
A|---4--------------------4-----------------|
E|-2----------2---2-----2----------2--------|

[Primeira Parte]

A                     E
  I mean, Henry, come on
 B                        C#m
Do you think I'd really choose it?
A                  E
  All this off and on
            F#m
Henry, come on

A                    E
  I mean, baby, come on
    B                        C#m
Do you think I'd really lose it on ya
A                      E
  If you did nothin' wrong?
            B
Henry, come on

[Pré-Refrão]

 A            
Last call: Hey, y'all
 E
Hang his hat up on the wall
 B                            C#m
Tell him that his cowgirl is gone
           C#m/B
Go on and giddy up

 A
Soft leather, blue jeans
 E
Call us into void's dreams
 B                        F#m
Return it but say it was fun

[Refrão]

          A              E
And it's not because of you
        B                  C#m
That I turned out so dangerous
       A                E 
Yesterday, I heard God say
               B
It's in your blood

          A                 E
And it struck me just like lightning
           B                     C#m
I've been fightin', I've been strivin'

       A                E 
Yesterday, I heard God say
                        F#m
You were born to be the one
                         A
To hold the hand of the man
B                           
  Who flies too close to the Sun

( C#m  A  E )
( A  E  F#m )

[Segunda Parte]

A                             E
  I'll still be nice to your mom
B                            C#m
  It's not her fault you're leavin'
A                               E
  Some people come and they're gone
                B
They just fly away

A                       E
  Take your ass to the house
B                       C#m
  Don't even bother explainin'
A                       E
  There's no workin' it out
    F#m
No way

[Pré-Refrão]

      A               
It's last call: Hey, y'all
 E
Hang his hat up on the wall
 B                            C#m
Tell him that his cowgirl is gone

Come on and giddy up

 A
Soft leather, blue jeans
 E
Don't you get it? That's the thing
 B                                 F#m
You can't chase a ghost when it's gone

[Refrão]

          A              E
And it's not because of you
              B            C#m
That I turned out so dangerous
       A                E  
Yesterday, I heard God say
               B
It's in your blood

          A                      E
And it struck me just like lightning
           B                     C#m
I've been fightin', I've been strivin'
           A                E
But yesterday, I heard God say
                        F#m
You were born to be the one
                         A
To hold the hand of the man
B                             
  Who flies too close to the Sun

( A  E  B  C#m )
( A  E  F#m )

[Ponte]

A                    E
  All these country singers
           B               C#m
And their lonely rides to Houston
A                 E            F#m
  Doesn't really make for the best

"You know, settle down type"

[Final]

     A     
His last call: Hey, y'all
 E
Hang his hat up on the wall
 B                            C#m
Tell him that his cowgirl is gone

Go on and giddy up

 A
Last call: Hey, y'all
 E
Hang his hat up on the wall
 B                            C#m
Tell him that his cowgirl is gone
           B
Go on and giddy up
A             
  Go on and giddy up
E                 B
  Go on and giddy up

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