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 |