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Pink Skies (solos)

by Zach Bryan · posted by joeytinc

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How to read this tab — notation key
+
Blow note
−
Draw note
b or '
Half-step bend
bb or ''
Two half-step bend
bbb or '''
Three half-step bend
(###)
Chord — relevant hole numbers in parentheses
< or *
Push the button in (chromatic harmonica)

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3       4     -4 4       3      -4 4

 

The kids are in town for a funeral
So pack the car and dry your eyes
I know they got plenty of young blood left in em
And plenty nights under pink skies
You taught em to enjoy

 

3       -4 6       -3 3    -3 3    -4 4

 

So clean the house, clear the drawers, mop the floors, stand tall

Like no one's ever been here before or at all

And don't you mention all the inches that are scraped on the doorframe

We all know you tiptoed up to 4'1" back in '08

 

If you could see 'em now, you'd be proud
But you'd think they's yuppies
Your funeral was beautiful I bet God heard you comin'

 

7       -7 7     -7 7     -7 7 -7 6 6     5    -4 4->5    -5

 

The kids are in town for a funeral

And the grass all smells the same as the day you broke your arm swinging

I’m that kid out on the river

You bailed him out

Never said a thing about Jesus or the way he’s living

 

If you could see em now

You’d be proud

But you’d think they’s yuppies

Your funeral was beautiful

I bet god heard you coming

 

7 7      -7 7  -7 7  -7 7    -7 7 7    6    6" -6 7    -7 7  -7 7

                                                                 

If you could see em now

You’d be proud

But you’d think they’s yuppies

Your funeral was beautiful

I bet god heard you coming

 

4     -5 5    -5    6"  -6 7 -6 7 -6     7 7 7 -6 7  -6 6 -5 5->4

                         

The kids are in town for a funeral

So pack the car and dry your eyes

I know they got plenty young blood left in em

And plenty nights under pink skies

You taught em to enjoy

 

3->4

 

Play on a harmonica— watch which holes to blow & draw, with sound

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