• Song:

    Quarterback

  • Artist:

    Kira Isabella

B//G//D////F#m//G//D////Bm//G//D//////G//D////


       F#m                  D
It was Friday night and the lights were shinning
F#m                         D 
Everyone was sitting in the stands
F#m                       D
He was being scouted by a big time college
Bm                         D           Bm/G//D//
She played trumpet in the marching band   
Bm                           D
In the parking lot, when the game was over
Bm               D
She had a bus to ride
Bm                     D 
When he pulled up in his buddy's truck
        Bm                D          Bm/G/D//
And the door swung open wide


           Bm   G   D  
He was the quarterback
D             Bm       G D
Smiled at her, imagine that
D              G         D
Who you gonna blame, the star of the game
D             G         D           
Or the no name girl from the freshman class

Bm/G/D//////


  Bm             D
She got out at a bonfire party
Bm                D
Never had a drink before
                  Bm       D
But he held it to her lips as she took her first sip
    Bm         G            D              Bm/G/D////
And before she knew it, she had three more
F#m                     D
She always heard that a girls first time,
F#m                D
Is a memory she'll never forget
Bm                     D
She found out the hard way about love
                   G               D        Bm/G/D////
When she saw those pictures on the internet

          
          Bm   G   D  
He was the quarterback
D             Bm       G D
Smiled at her, imagine that
D              G         D
Who you gonna blame, the star of the game
D             G         D           
Or the no name girl from the freshman class

            Bm   G   D  
He was the quarterback
D             Bm       G D
Smiled at her, imagine that
D              G         D
Who you gonna blame, the star of the game
       Bm      G           D
Or the no name girl in the marching band


A E  Em A Em G D
  Oooh-   Oooh


F#m         D
Monday morning when the word got out
F#m          D
Everybody picked a side
   F#m                    D
He had the school and the whole town too
                     G                 D      Bm/G/D////
And she had nothing but the truth inside


            Bm   G   D  
He was the quarterback
D             Bm       G D
Smiled at her, imagine that
D             G         D
Who you gonna blame the star of the game
       Bm      G           D              
Or the no name girl in the freshman class
           Bm     G  D 
He was the quarterback
           Bm     G     D
Lied to her, imagine that
           Bm     G  D
He was the quarterback
                  G     D
She was in the freshman class
           Bm     G  D  
He was the quarterback
  Bm G D
Yeah
Bm      G               D
Who you gonna blame the star of the game
               G           D
Or the no name girl in the freshman class
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