Chords for songsLeather JacketLeather Jacket chordsby ArkellsYear: 2014Genre: PopGuitarSimplifiedOriginalTabsTuning E A D G B ECapo Fret 6TransposeEADGBECapoCFDmGAmLearnSmart scrollChord HighlightIntro 1C C C C C Hey! C C C Verse 1A C hundred of stories beF fore I showed up And C they'd tell them to me and F pull photos up And C they're all connected like a F pair of handcuffs No C one seemed effected that F everyone had fucked Pre-chorus 1But Dm there was a softness, some C kind of understanding Those F 2 AM decisions, alG ways shakey landings And Dm no one ever knew Am what could be demanded F Maybe it's the cards, the G card that she was handed Chorus 1F You called C me up from a pay G phone I said hang Am tight, I can G drive you F home I pulled on C up and with a southern G accent I offered you Am my dad's G leather C jacket, yeah C C C Verse 2I C met her at a party, she'd F come straight from work ComC plained that the regulars were F all a bunch of jerks She C always looked tired, she F dazzled as a drunk She C even pulled off her F stupid haircut Pre-chorus 2She said, I Dm don't need a sponsor or C the best lover Some F man that sees me as G some fixer-upper The Dm last few years meant I've been Am running for cover F Trying to sleep so I can G visit my mother Chorus 2F You called C me up from a pay G phone I said hang Am tight, I can G drive you F home I pulled on C up and with a southern G accent I offered you Am my dad's G leather F jacket When times were C tough in the worst G years We never knew Am how to inG terfere F And now C you're back G and just unpacking Those bruised up taAm kers you G keep atDm tracting Dm G G Am Bridge 1Dm In September when it goes off, like some G goddamn alarm Am clock And it hits Dm her like a third shot, G conversations she just stares off Am There's no Dm longer a voice calling, when she goes G out, saying "I'll be up Am waiting F for you" C G Am G Chorus 3F You called C me up from a pay G phone I said hang Am tight, I can G drive you F home I pulled on C up and with a southern G accent I offered you Am my dad's G leather F jacket When times were C tough in the worst G years We never knew Am how to inG terfere F And now C you're back G and just unpacking Those bruised up taAm kers you G keep Outro 1F (attracting) You called me C up from a pay phone Am C Ooh- oh- G oh F You called me C up from a pay phone G Am Ooh- oh- oh F You called C me up from a pay phone Am C Ooh- oh- G oh F You called me C up from a pay phone G And I said, who the Am fuck uses a pay C phone? C C C