Day That I Die - Zac Brown Band
Capo: Fret 1
Tuning: Standard, E A D G B E
This is my first tab. Hope it sounds good!
Capo 1
[Intro]
x2
Early morni
ng in a motel
room,
Sunshine tryin
g to creep on
through.
Lost sleep but
I found a tun
e,
Stuck inside m
y head.
Cigarettes, a
tank of gas,
Headed off to
nowhere fast,
Gotta find a w
ay to make thi
s feeling last
.
'Cause I belie
ve that I,
Was born with
a song inside
of me.
Never question
why,
I just keep on
singing that
melody.
And as time go
es by,
Oh it's funny
how time can m
ake you realiz
e,
We're running
out of it.
On the day tha
t I die,
I wanna say th
at I,
Was a man who
really lived a
nd never compr
omised.
I want to live
out my days,
Until the very
end,
I hope they fi
nd me in my ho
me
Guitar in my h
ands.
I hope they fi
nd me in my ho
me
With my guitar
in my hands.
Whoa, oh.
A part of dawn
to be ashamed
of,
But good peopl
e are supposed
to be up.
I found peac
e with this pa
th I took,
As I lay down
my head.
Crossroads you
gotta choose,
Which way do w
e win or lose.
But every bone
in my soul se
ems to sing on
through.
'Cause I belie
ve that I,
Was born with
a song inside
of me.
Never question
why,
I just keep on
singing that
melody.
And as time go
es by,
Oh it's funny
how time can m
ake you realiz
e,
We're running
out of it.
On the day tha
t I die,
I wanna say th
at I,
Was a man who
really lived a
nd never compr
omised.
I want to live
out my days,
Until the very
end,
I hope they fi
nd me in my ho
me
Guitar in my h
ands.
I hope they fi
nd me in my ho
me
With my guitar
in my hands.
Whoa, oh.
We all go
We all go
Its all over
'fore you know
'Cause I belie
ve that I,
Was born with
a song inside
of me.
Never question
why,
I just keep on
singing that
melody.
And as time go
es by,
Oh it's funny
how time can m
ake you realiz
e,
We're running
out of it.
(*acapella)
(*On the day t
hat I die,
I wanna say th
at I,
Was a man who
really lived a
nd never compr
omised.
I want to live
out my days,
Until the very
end,
You can find m
e in my home
Guitar in my h
ands.
You can find m
e in my home
With my*) guit
ar in my hands
.
Whoa, oh.