Letter to Me — Brad Paisley
Chords and lyrics for Letter to Me by Brad Paisley (key of G).
Intro
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Verse 1
[G]If I could write a letter to [Bm]me and send [G]it back in time to [Bm]myself at 17
First I'd [C]prove it's me by saying [Bm]look under your bed
There's a [Am]Skoal can and a Playboy no one [D]else would know you hid
And [G]then I'd say I know it's [Bm]tough when you [G]break up after seven [Bm]months
And yeah, I [C]know you really liked her, and it [Bm]just don't seem fair
All [Am]I can say is pain like that is [D]fast, and it's rare.
Chorus
And oh,[G] you [Bm]got so much [Em]going for you, [Em7]going right
But I [C]know at [Em]17, it's hard to [Am]see past Friday [D]night
[G]She wasn't [Bm]right for you
And [Em]still you feel like [Em7]there's a knife [C]sticking out of your [Em]back
And you're [Am]wondering if you'll [D]survive
You'll make [C]it through [Em]this and you'll[Am] see
You're still [C]around to write this [D]letter to [G]me.[Bm]
Verse 2
[G]At the stop sign at Tomlinson and [Bm]Eighth
[G]Always stop completely
[Bm]Don't just tap your brakes
And when you [C]get a date with Bridgett
Make [Bm]sure the tank is full
On [Am]second thought forget it
That one [D]turns out kinda cool
[G]Each and every time you have a [Bm]fight
Just [G]assume you're wrong and dad is [Bm]right
And you should [C]really thank Mrs. Brinkman
She spent [Bm]so much extra time
It's [Am]like she's the diamond underneath
And she's [D]polishing you 'til you shine.
Chorus 2
And oh, [G]you [Bm]got so much [Em]going for you, [Em7]going right
But I [C]know at [Em]17 it's hard to see [Am]past Friday [D]night
[G]Tonight's the bonfire [Bm]rally but you're [Em]staying home [Em7]instead
Because[C] if you fail [Em]algebra, mom and [Am]dad will kill you [D]dead
Trust [C]me you'll squeak by[Em] and get a [Am]C
And you're still [C]around to write this [D]letter to [G]me.
Verse 3
[G]You've got so [D]much [G]ahead
You'll [C]make new [G]friends, you [C]should see your [D]kids and [G]wife
[G]And I'd end by saying [D]have no [Em]fear
These are [C][Em]nowhere [Am]near the [F]best years of your [D]life.
[G]I guess I'll see you in the mirror
[Bm]When you're a grown man
P.S. go [G]hug Aunt Rita every [D]chance you can.
Chorus
And oh,[G] you [Bm]got so much [Em]going for you, [Em7]going right
But [C]I know at [Em]17, it's [Am]hard to see past [D]Friday night
[G]I wish you'd study [Bm]Spanish
[Em]I wish you'd take a [Em7]typing class
[C]I wish you [Em]wouldn't worry, let it[Am] be
I'd [C]say have a little [Em]faith, and you'll [Am]see.[D]
Outro
If [G]I could write a letter [Bm]to me, to [G]me[G][Bm]
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