Noah Kahan – Stick Season
Performed by |
Noah Kahan |
Release Year |
2022 |
Suggested Capo |
Fret 2 |
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Noah Kahan – Stick Season
Key: A
Major
BPM: ♩ = 118
Time: 4/4
|A |A |
|A |A |
As you promised me that I was more than all the miles combined, you must have
|E |E |
had yourself a change of heart like halfway through the drive, because your
|F#m |F#m |
voice trailed off exactly as you passed my exit sign
|D |D |
Kept on driving straight and left our future to the right
|A |A |
Now I am stuck between my anger and the blame that I can’t face
|E |E |
And memories are something even smoking weed does not replace, and I am
|F#m |F#m |
terrified of weather ‘cause I see you when it rains
|D |D |
Doc told me to travel but there's COVID on the planes, and I
|A |A |
love Vermont but it's the season of the sticks, and I
|E |E |
saw your mom she forgot that I existed, and it’s
|F#m |F#m |
half my fault but I just like to play the victim, I’ll drink
|D |D |
alcohol ‘till my friends come home for Christmas, and I
|A |A |
dream each night of some version of you, that I
|E |E |
might not have but I did not lose, now you’re
|F#m |F#m |D |E |
tire tracks and one pair of shoes, and I’m split in half but that’ll have to do
|A |A |
|A |A |
So I thought that if I piled something good on all my bad, that I could
|E |E |
cancel out the darkness I inherited from Dad, no I am
|F#m |F#m |
no longer funny ‘cause I miss the way you laugh
|D |D |
Once called me forever now you still can't call me back, and I
|A |A |
love Vermont but it's the season of the sticks, and I
|E |E |
saw your mom she forgot that I existed, and it’s
|F#m |F#m |
half my fault but I just like to play the victim, I’ll drink
|D |D |
alcohol ‘till my friends come home for Christmas, and I’ll
|A |A |
dream each night of some version of you, that I
|E |E |
might not have but I did not lose, now you’re
|F#m |F#m |D |E |
tire tracks and one pair of shoes, and I’m split in half but that’ll have to do
|A |A |E |E |
Oh, that’ll have to do, my other half was
|F#m |F#m |D |E |
you, I hope this pain’s just passing through, but I doubt it, and I
|A |A |
love Vermont but it's the season of the sticks, and I
|E |E |
saw your mom she forgot that I existed, and it’s
|F#m |F#m |
half my fault but I just like to play the victim, I’ll drink
|D |D |
alcohol ‘till my friends come home for Christmas, and I
|A |A |
dream each night of some version of you, that I
|E |E |
might not have but I did not lose, now you’re
|F#m |F#m |D |E |
tire tracks and one pair of shoes, and I’m split in half but that’ll have to do
|E |
have to do
|A |