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To play the song in the original key place capo on 1st fret and play in D major (the original key is E♭ major)

Where The Wild Things Are

Luke Combs

  • DD
    P1:
    x-x-x-x x-x-x-x 
    x-x-x-x x-
  • GDGDHmiGDGAD
    S1:
    My big brother rode an Indian Scout 
    It was black like his jacket 
    American Spirit hangin' outtahismouth 
    Just like ourdaddy 
    He kick-started that bike 
    One nightand broke mama's heart  
    He pointed that headlight West 
    Out where the wild things are
  • GDGDHmiGDGADNC
    S2:
    He'd call me up every couple of weeks 
    From South California 
    Talk about the desert and the Joshua Tree 
    And his pretty girl stories 
    And how he bought an Airstream trailer 
    And a J-45 guitar 
    Said, "Little brother, you'd love it out here 
    Out where the wild things are"
  • Hmi7Gadd9DAHmi7DAGadd9Gadd9D/FEmi7AD
    R1:
    Oh, oh-oh 
    It's hearts on fire and crazy dreams 
    Oh, oh-oh 
    The nights ignite like gasoline 
    And light up those streets that never sleep 
    When the sky goes dark 
    Out where the wild things are
  • GDGDHmiGDGAHmi7
    S3:
    I called my brother from the back of that plane 
    The second I made it 
    We started drinkin' on the strip in L.A 
    And then it got crazy 
    Ended up at a house in the hills 
    With some Hollywood stars 
    Kissin' on a blonde in a backyard pool 
    Out where the wild things are
  • Hmi7Gadd9DAHmi7Gadd9A
    M1:
    --x-x-x x-x-x-x 
    x-x-x-x x-x-x-x 
    Oh-----oh 
    Yeah
  • Gadd9Asus4Gadd9Asus4A
    B1:
    Couple iron horse rebels, wild as the devil 
    I knew I had to move back East 
    Said goodbye to my brother at the end of that summer 
    But I knew he'd never leave
  • Hmi7Gadd9DAHmi7DAGadd9Gadd9Hmi7DAHmi7Gadd9DAGadd9D/FEmi7Gadd9D/FEmi7AD
    R2:
    Oh, oh-oh 
    It's hearts on fire and crazy dreams 
    Oh-----oh 
    Where the nights ignite like gasoline 
    And oh, oh-oh 
    Them Indian Scouts, man, they're built for speed 
    And oh, oh-oh 
    They said he hit that guard rail at half past three 
    Lit up those streets that never sleep 
    When the sky goes dark 
    We buried him out in the wind 
    'Neath the West Coast stars 
    x-x-x-x Out where the wild things are
  • DGadd9ADD
    D1:
    --x-x-x x-x-x-x 
    x-x-x-x  
    Out where the wild things are 
    x-x-x-x x
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