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                             OUR SONG – Taylor Swift
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Tabbed by: Krista
Email: leavethepieces@gmail.com

Tuning: Standard

There's more than one way you could play this,
I'm not sure how Taylor plays it because she mutes it a bit,
so you don't really hear the high strings.

          
e|-2---0---3--
B|-3---0---3--
G|-2---0---0--
D|-0---2---0--
A|-x---2---2--
E|-x---0---3--

         
-0-|  e|-2----
-2-|  B|-3----
-2-|  G|-2----
-2-|  D|-0----
-0-|  A|-x----
-x-|  E|-x----

     
0----3----0-|
3----3----3-|
0----0----2-|
2----2----2-|
2----2----0-|
0----0----x-|

(You could even play Em7: 022033 and Asus4 x02233)

[Intro]
    x2

[Verse 1]
             
I was riding s

              
hotgun with my

            
 hair undone i

             
n the front se

          
at of his car
             
He’s got a one

              
-hand feel on 

  
the steering w

heel
             
The other on m

 
y heart
             
I look around,

          
 turn the radi

o down
             
He says baby i

            
s something wr

ong?
             
I say nothing 

            
I was just thi

             
nking how we d

            
on’t have a so

ng

And he says...

[Chorus]
             
Our song is th

  
e slamming scr

een door,
             
Sneakin’ out l

             
ate, tapping o

n your window
             
When we’re on 

            
the phone and 

          
you talk real 

slow
             
Cause it’s lat

              
e and your mam

        
a don’t know
              
Our song is th

  
e way you laug

h
             
The first date

              
 “man, I didn’

  
t kiss her, bu

t I should hav

e”
            
And when I got

             
 home ... befo

           
re I said amen
             
Asking God if 


he could play 

it again

[Interlude]
   

[Verse 2]
             
I was walking 

            
up the front p

              
orch steps aft

             
er everything 


that day
             
Had gone all w

             
rong or been t


rampled on
             
And lost and t

       
hrown away
             
Got to the hal

            
lway, well on 

             
my way to my l

      
ovin’ bed
             
I almost didn’

         
t notice all t

he roses
             
And the note t

   
hat said...

[Chorus]
             
Our song is th

  
e slamming scr

een door,
             
Sneakin’ out l

             
ate, tapping o

n your window
             
When we’re on 

            
the phone and 

          
you talk real 

slow
             
Cause it’s lat

              
e and your mam

        
a don’t know
              
Our song is th

  
e way you laug

h
             
The first date

              
 “man, I didn’

  
t kiss her, bu

t I should hav

e”
            
And when I got

             
 home ... befo

           
re I said amen
             
Asking God if 


he could play 

it again

[Interlude]
   
        Da da 

da da
   

[Bridge]
            
I’ve heard eve

              
ry album, list

     
ened to the ra

dio
            
Waited for som

          
ething to come

 along
            
That was as go

od as our song

[Chorus]
             
Cause our song

        
 is the slammi

ng screen door
             
Sneaking out l

             
ate, tapping o

         
n his window
              
When we’re on 

            
the phone and 

              
he talks real 


slow
              
Cause it’s lat

             
e and his mama

       
 don’t know
              
Our song is th

  
e way he laugh

s
             
The first date

              
 “man, I didn’

  
t kiss him, an

d I could have

”
            
And when I got

             
 home ... befo

           
re I said amen
             
Asking God if 

             
he could play 

       
it again...

           
Play it again.

        
.. Ho yea ho y


ea

             
I was riding s

              
hotgun with my

 
 hair undone
             
In the front s

           
eat of his car
             
I grabbed a pe

         
n and an old n

apkin
      
And I... wrote

 down our song