Tackle Box

Lời bài hát kèm hợp âm cùng dòng

[Verse 1]
[D]It [G]was[D][G]
[D]two shades
of brown and scratched up plastic
It held [G]extra line, lures,
hooks, and matches
And [A]his last name engraved in black
[G]Right there by the handle
on the [D]top[G]
[D]I'd slide it out of the back
of his station [G]wagon
Lug it down the bank with my
arm draggin'
[A]And I could hardly wait for him
To [G]lift the lid on that tackle [D]box

[Verse 2]
'Cause I'd [G]sail with him across
the South Paci[D]fic
Stand be[A]side him on the bow
of that battle [D]ship
See him [G]kiss the ground and thank
the good Lord Je[D]sus
And watch him [A]run to grandma,
cryin' on the [Bm]dock
He opened [Em]up,
[G]every time he opened up
[A]That old tackle box
[D]

[Verse 3]
[G]
He'd bait [D]my hook and keep
on tellin' stories
'Bout [G]nickel cokes, girls,
and sandlot glories
[A]Pickup trucks and peanut fields
[G]Long before this town [D]knew blacktop

[Verse 4]
I was almost [G]ridin' with him shotgun
down those [D]dirt roads
[A]Takin' turns on a jug
[D]of homemade shine
As he [G]raced his buddies down
through Mason [D]Holler
[A]Fillin' the sky with dust
and kicked [Bm]up rocks
He opened [Em]up,
every time he [G]opened up
[A]That old tackle [D]box

[Verse 5]
[Bm]He's been gone twenty years
[G]to morrow
[D]And I'm still holdin' on
to this [Em]one wish
That [Bm]God above would let
me borrow [G]grandpa
For [D]one more [Em]afternoon
and one [A]more fish
And I'd [G]sail with

[Verse 6]
him
across the South Pacific
[D]Stand besid[A]e him on the bow
of that battle [D]ship[A]
[G]See him kiss the ground and thank
the good Lord [D]Jesus
And watch him [A]run to grandma,
cryin' on [Bm]the dock
He opened [Em]up,
every time he [G]opened up
[A]That old tackle [D]box

[Verse 7]
Yeah, sure [Em]I love
[D]Every time he [G]opened up[A]
That old tackle [D]box

[Outro 1]
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