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Verse 1:
Bb
Well, he's a loose cannon, foolish man who needs some medication
F
She's a shoe-tied, blue sky, honeymoon vacation
Bb
He's a fixer-upper, skipping supper, hates an obligation
Eb
She's a Friday night
Bb
He's a bad dream, nicotine, druggie complication
F
She's a peace sign, teatime drinker on occasion
Bb
He's an East Coast, jeans rolled, no communication
Eb
She's a welcome sign
F Eb
But I believe they're meant to be
Dm Cm Bb
Something, somehow, someday
F Eb
Yah, I believe thy're meant to be
Dm Cm Bb
Something, somehow, someday
Post-Chorus
F
Mm-hmm
Verse 2:
Bb
He's a Ford truck, door shut, runs from conversation
F
She's an open ear, souvenir, reads the situation
Bb
He's a no thought, record shop, slutty on occasion
Eb
She's a night in Rome
Bb
He's a piece of work, dirty shirt, needs evaluation
F
She's a pinkies up, pixie cut with plenty of motivation
Bb
He's a whiskey-drinking, barely thinking, got no destination
Eb
She's the plane ride home
F Eb
And I believe they're meant to be
Dm Cm Bb
Something, somehow, someday
F Eb
Yeah, I believe they're meant to be
Dm Cm Bb
Something, somehow, someday
Post-Chorus
Yes, ma'am
Instrumental Break
F Eb
Oh, I believe they're meant to be
Dm Cm Bb
Something, somehow, someday
F Eb
Yes, it's clear to me, they're meant to be
Dm Cm Bb
Something, somehow, someday
Outro
Dm Cm Bb
Something, somehow, someday
Dm Cm Bb
Something, somehow, someday