Letter To Me by Brad Paisley

Chords:
 A:   x02220
 E/A: x06450
 A/Db:x4x220
  D:  xx0232
 Bm7: x24232
Esus4:022200
 E:   022100
E/Ab: 4x6450
F#m:  244222
 G:   320033
D/F#: 2x0232

INTRO:

A   E/A

     A                            E/A
e|----------------7---------------------------7-----4--------|
B|------------5------------5---------------5-----------5-----|
G|---------6------------6---------------4--------4-----------|
D|------7------------7---------------6-----------------------|
A|----0---------------------------0--------------------------|
E|-----------------------------------------------------------|

     A                           E/A
e|----------------7---------------------------7--------------|
B|------------5------------5---------------5-----------------|
G|---------6------------6---------------4--------------------|
D|------7------------7---------------6-----------------------|
A|----0---------------------------0--------------------------|
E|-----------------------------------------------------------|


   A                            E/A
If I could write a letter to me
     A                        E/A
and send it back in time to myself at seventeen
           D
first I'd prove it's me by sayin'
 A/Db                          Bm7
look under your bed, there's a Skoal can and a Playboy
      Esus4                 E
no one else would know you hid
      A                            E/A
and then I'd say I know it's tough
          A                E/A
when you break up after 7 months
            D
and yeah I know you really liked her
     A/Db
and it just don't seem fair
       Bm7                             Esus4          E
but all I can say is pain like that is fast and it's rare


     A     E/Ab         F#m
and oh you got so much goin' for you
A      A/Db
goin' right
    D         A/Db
but I know at 17
      Bm7              Esus4   E
it's hard to see past Friday night
A            E/Ab
  she wasn't right for you
     F#m7                A
and still you feel like there's
   A/Db   D              A/Db
a knife stickin' out of your back
              Bm7        Esus4     E
and you're wonderin' if you'll survive
    D                 A/Db                    Bm7
but   you'll make it through this and you'll see
        A/Db    D                  E        A
you're still around to write this letter to me

E/A
        A                             E/A
at the stop sign at Tomlinson and 8th
   A                     E/A
always stop completely, don't just tap your brakes
             D
and when you get a date with Bridgette
      A/Db
make sure the tank is full
     Bm7                              Esus4             E
on second thought forget it, that one turns out kinda cool.
A                                      E/A
  each and every time you have a fight
        A                             E/A
just assume you're wrong and daddy's right.
                D
and you should really thank Miss Brinkman
           A/Db
she spent so much extra time
              Bm7
It's like she sees the diamond underneath
           Esus4         E
and she's polishin' you 'til you shine.


    A     E/Ab         F#m
and oh you got so much goin' for you
A      A/Db
goin' right
    D         A/Db
but I know at 17
      Bm7              Esus4   E
it's hard to see past Friday night
A                E/Ab
  tonight's the bonfire rally
F#m                    A      A/Db
   but you're staying home instead
    D                A/Db
because if you fail algebra
Bm7            Esus4     E
mom and dad'll kill you dead
D                  A/Db            Bm7
trust me you'll squeak by and get a C
            A/Db   D                   E        A
and you're still around to write this letter to me

    E               A
you got so much up ahead
        D         A
you'll make new friends
            D   A/Db E        A
you should see your kids and wife
                       E       F#m
and I'd end by sayin' have no fear
           D  A/Db  Bm7
these are no-where  near
 A   G         D/F#     Esus4  E
the best years of your life
              D
I guess I'll see you in the mirror
            A/Db
when you're a grown man
  Bm7                  Esus7            E
p.s. go hug aunt Rita every chance you can


    A     E/Ab         F#m
and oh you got so much goin' for you
A      A/Db
goin' right
    D         A/Db
but I know at 17
      Bm7              Esus4   E
it's hard to see past Friday night
A               E/Ab
  I wish you'd study Spanish
    F#m              A     A/Db
I wish you'd take a typing class
    D               A/Db         Bm7
I wish you wouldn't worry let it be
    A/Db D            A/Db             Bm7  E
I'd say have a little faith and you'll see
   A                            E/A
if I could write a letter to me
   A     E/A  A
to me...

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