Kip Moore

Reckless (still Growin' Up)(Chords)

Kip Moore

Key: F#

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Intro: F#    B    C#    F# 


Verse:
 
          F#                                                   B 
I spent a summer down south, working for the county, trying to save for school 
                     C#                     F# 
I blew it all like a damn fool on women and beer 
F#                                                       B 
I didn't have the grades but I had myself a major league fastball 
                                     C#                                 F# 
Got a call from the minor leagues in Wichita and blew out my arm in the first year,       
  ha-ha, yeah 


Instrumental: F#     B     C#      F# 


Verse:
 
        F#                                          B 
Well, I took a good look at my life and decided I'd make a change 
                         C#                                    F# 
Booked me a flight on an airplane, I was 3rd world Peace Corps bound 
F#                                           B 
But I met me a stewardess right there in the airport bar 
                       C#                          F# 
Before I knew it I was in her car and never turned around 


F# B C# F# Well, maybe I'm reckless, maybe bad luck, hell maybe I'm way too much about having fun C# F# B C# F# I'll send you a postcard, send me your love, just don't give up on me yet, I'm still growing up
(verse) F# G#m I went to work for my uncle on the coast called the hot spot A#m F# We took our breaks on the boat docks and I got fired for smoking pot F# G#m with the beach right there I guess surfing was the logical next move A#m F# But I got mouthy with the wrong dude and got my damn jaw tattooed
F# B C# F# Well, maybe I'm reckless, maybe bad luck, hell maybe I'm way too much about having fun C# F# B C# F# I'll send you a postcard, send me your love, just don't give up on me yet, I'm still growing up, Alright
Instrumental: F# B C# F# Verse: F# B I bought an old guitar with cash from a good hand of blackjack C# F# learned a few chords from a fat-back, hairy man named Pete F# B I got a local gig on the weekends in some old honky-tonk C# F# Singing 2 hours of nothing but Cash songs, and I could always drink for free F# B And some so called big-wig, producer man started sniffing 'round C# F# He told me he liked my sound but there was something holding me back F# B He said a rhinestone suit and a cowboy hat outta do the trick C# F# I told him I had something he could stick, way on up his ass bridge: F# B C# F# Well, maybe I'm reckless, maybe bad luck, hell maybe I'm way too much about having fun C# F# B C# F# I'll send you a postcard, send me your love, just don't give up on me yet, I'm still growing up C# F# B C# F# I'll send you a postcard, send me your love, just don't give up on me yet, I'm still growing up, Alright (out) F# B C# (spoken)but don't give up on me yet F# I know I might take a little time F# But I'm gonna come around B C# F# I just feel Like I still got a few things I gotta Get out of my system, ha ha

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