Intro:
G , C , Em , D
Strumming:
DDU, DDUDUDU, DDU, DDUDUDU
Night sa[G]nd felt good on [C]sunburned feet.
Sittin'[Em] on pool chairs we[D] drug to the beach
But that[G] salty air was bittersweet. [C]
Waitin' f[Em]or the sun to r[D]ise.
B[G]est friends talkin' 'bout the m[C]emories we made.
We cou[Em]ldn't believe that we were g[D]raduatin'
The [G]wind and the waves were s[C]lippin' away but that mom[Em]ent felt so alive. [D]
Chorus
If I could bottle i[C]t up I'd have a s[G]tash in the truck,
Splash in my[Em] cup. It'd neve[D]r get old.
One little[C] sip, just a ta[G]ste on my lip
I'd be takin' a [Em]trip wherever [D]I go.
I'd keep a "[G]life's good,
Sweet bliss d[C]oes it ever really get
B[Em]etter than this?" kinda [D]buzz
If I could bottle i[C]t up.[G]
If I could bottle [Em]it up. [D]
Well y[G]ou, me, and my grandad f[C]ixed that car
It was a su[Em]mmer full of grease and c[D]hanging parts
But when we f[G]inally got that thi[C]ng to start
And it so[Em]unded just ri[D]ght.
R[G]idin' with the prettiest g[C]irl I know
Breakin' in a [Em]brand new record on an[D] old back road
When that [G]first slow love song c[C]ame on
She couldn't h[Em]ide that little [D]smile.
Chorus
And I d[G]rink it do[C]wn.
And I p[Em]ass it around, p[D]ass it around.
Cuz it'll s[G]neak up on you [C]fast
When li[Em]fe pours out the [D]good stuff
Just ca[G]n't make it la[C]st.
Well every m[Em]oment in time would ne[D]ver end.
Cuz I[D]'d take it with me when it did
Chorus
G , C , Em , D
Strumming:
DDU, DDUDUDU, DDU, DDUDUDU
Night sa[G]nd felt good on [C]sunburned feet.
Sittin'[Em] on pool chairs we[D] drug to the beach
But that[G] salty air was bittersweet. [C]
Waitin' f[Em]or the sun to r[D]ise.
B[G]est friends talkin' 'bout the m[C]emories we made.
We cou[Em]ldn't believe that we were g[D]raduatin'
The [G]wind and the waves were s[C]lippin' away but that mom[Em]ent felt so alive. [D]
Chorus
If I could bottle i[C]t up I'd have a s[G]tash in the truck,
Splash in my[Em] cup. It'd neve[D]r get old.
One little[C] sip, just a ta[G]ste on my lip
I'd be takin' a [Em]trip wherever [D]I go.
I'd keep a "[G]life's good,
Sweet bliss d[C]oes it ever really get
B[Em]etter than this?" kinda [D]buzz
If I could bottle i[C]t up.[G]
If I could bottle [Em]it up. [D]
Well y[G]ou, me, and my grandad f[C]ixed that car
It was a su[Em]mmer full of grease and c[D]hanging parts
But when we f[G]inally got that thi[C]ng to start
And it so[Em]unded just ri[D]ght.
R[G]idin' with the prettiest g[C]irl I know
Breakin' in a [Em]brand new record on an[D] old back road
When that [G]first slow love song c[C]ame on
She couldn't h[Em]ide that little [D]smile.
Chorus
And I d[G]rink it do[C]wn.
And I p[Em]ass it around, p[D]ass it around.
Cuz it'll s[G]neak up on you [C]fast
When li[Em]fe pours out the [D]good stuff
Just ca[G]n't make it la[C]st.
Well every m[Em]oment in time would ne[D]ver end.
Cuz I[D]'d take it with me when it did
Chorus
