Dance Hall Chords & Lyrics by Danielle Bradbery
Dance Hall
guitar chords lyrics
G D A C
No Capo
Normal Tuning
"Dance Hall" � Danielle Bradbery
G D
(do do do do do do
A C
do do do do do
G D
do do do do do do
A C
do do do do)
G
This week was hard, it's getting dark
D
The weeds are hot in my front yard
A C
But it's Friday night and I don't really care
G
The moon is out, the crickets loud
D
A train went by, but it's gone now
A C
So up and down the street, I sit and stare
G D
You could say there's not much here for us
A C
Nothing but a pile of dirt and dust
C
But, baby
G D
We could string the stars over these corn stalks
A C
We could turn your truck into an old jukebox
G D
Just take my hand and baby, we could fall
A C
Let's turn this open field into an old dance hall
G D
(do do do do do do
A C
do do do do do
G D
do do do do do do
A C
do do do do)
G
No neon signs, no bar room fights
D
It's just you and me in these headlights
A C
Two-stepping in rolled-up Levi jeans
G
There ain't no band playing "Ramblin' Man"
D
No cowboys kicking old beer cans
A C
Just a couple of cherry Cokes and a mix CD
G D
Come on baby, just spin me around
A C
When the sun comes out, we'll head back into town
But for now
G D
We could string the stars over these corn stalks
A C
We could turn your truck into an old jukebox
G D
Just take my hand and baby, we could fall
A C
Let's turn this open field into an old dance hall
A C G D
Yeah we�ll turn this open field into an old dance hall
A C G
Hey, baby, what do you say?
D A C
They're playing our song anyway
(slower � one strum each)
G G D D
We could string the stars over these corn stalks
A A C
We could turn your truck into an old jukebox
(speeds up)
G D
Just take my hand and baby, we could fall
A C
Let's turn this open field into an old dance hall
G D
Yeah we�ll turn this open field into an old dance hall
A C
Let's turn this open field into an old dance hall
G D
(do do do do do do
A C G D
do do do do do
A C
Our own dance hall
G D
do do do do do do
A C
do do do do)
G D A C
G D A C
Yeah we�ll turn this open field into our own dance hall