Senior Year

G D Bm A G D Bm A G D Bm A I remember that first date, feeling like a king G D Bm A Sitting out in my truck, freshmen wishing they were me G D Bm A Old Kenny singing 'bout them boys of fall G D Bm A Yeah this was our year, we were gonna win it all G D Bm A It was skipping class, it was wasting gas G D Bm A Always paying cash from mowing grass that hot last summer G D Bm A We were living fast on top of the world G D Bm A Trying to find a guy old enough to buy a little cheap wine for you, girl G D Bm A Game days, we were jerseys in the hall G D Bm A Yeah barely eighteen but a bunch of know-it-alls G D Bm A Woah-oh blink an eye and then you're there G D Bm A Woah-oh on a gym floor in folding chairs G D Bm A Yeah-yeah throwing caps up in the air G D Bm A Couple tough boys shedding tears Em N.C. Never thought it'd disappear, senior year G D Bm A G D Bm A Burning tires, to burnt CDs G D Bm A It was, breaking curfew, Mama waiting on me G D Bm A Thinking that first love would, last forever G D Bm A My old letter-jacket no, yeah it never looked better G A Than it did on her shoulders, oh but now that we're older G A I wonder where she is now, or if she ever thinks about G D Bm A Living fast on top of the world G D Bm A Trying to find a guy old enough to buy a little cheap wine for you, girl G D Bm A Game days, we were jerseys in the hall G D Bm A Yeah barely eighteen but a bunch of know-it-alls G D Bm A Woah-oh blink an eye and then you're there G D Bm A Woah-oh on a gym floor in folding chairs G D Bm A Yeah-yeah throwing caps up in the air G D Bm A Couple love birds shedding tears Em N.C. Never thought it'd disappear, senior year G D Bm A G D Bm A B Yeah every time I get to town A I take a lap around G And I can't help but smile A 'Cause we were big shots for a little while G D G D Senior year G D G D Senior year G D Bm A Yeah we were, living fast on top of the world G D Bm A Trying to find a guy old enough to buy a little cheap wine for you, girl G D Bm A Game days, we were jerseys in the hall G D Bm A Yeah barely eighteen but a bunch of know-it-alls G D Bm A Woah-oh blink an eye and then you're there G D Bm A Woah-oh on a gym floor in folding chairs G D Bm A Yeah-yeah throwing caps up in the air G D Bm A Couple tough boys shedding tears Em N.C. Never thought it'd disappear, senior year G D Bm A (Woah-woah) Senior year G D Bm A (Woah-woah) G D Bm A I remember that first date, feeling like a king G D Bm A Sitting out in my truck, freshmen wishing they were me