Horchata

Am   C        G          C
In December, drinkin horchata
Am           C         G     C
I'd look psychotic in a balaclava
Am       C          G           C
Winter's cold, it's too much to handle
Am       C         G              C
Pincher crabs that pinch at your sandals

Am C G C
(Whoaaaaa ooooh)

Am C G C

Am C G C
(Whoaaaaa ooooh)

Am C G C

Am   C       G           C
In December drinking horchata
Am               C             G     C
Look down your glasses at that aranciata
Am             C       G           C
With lips and teeth to ask how my day went
Am        C          G            C
Boots and fists to pound on the pavement

Am            C           G                C
Here comes a feeling you thought you'd forgotten
Am         C       G            C
Chairs to sit and sidewalks to walk on

Am C G C
(Whoaaaaa ooooh)

Am C G C

Am C G C
(Whoaaaaa ooooh)

Am C G C

Am       C       G          C
You'd remember drinking horchata
Am             C                 G        C
You'd still enjoy it with your foot on masada

Am C G C x2

Am        C       G           C
Winter's cold is too much to handle
Am        C         G             C
Pincher crabs that pinch at your sandals

Am               C            G              C
Here comes the feeling you thought you'd forgotten
Am         C       G            C
Chairs to sit and sidewalks to walk on
Am      C           G         C
Ooh you had it but oh no you lost it
Am       C        G             C
Looking back you shouldn't have fought it

break Am C G C x4

Am    C       G          C
In December drinking horchata
Am           C         G     C
I'd look psychotic in a balaclava
Am         C       G           C
Winter's cold is too much to handle
Am       C          G              C
Pincher crabs that pinch at your sandals
Am       C        G             C
Years go by and hearts start to harden
Am              C         G            C
Those palms and firs that grew in your garden
Am           C        G           C
Are falling down and nearing the rose beds
Am            C        G              C
The roots are shooting up through the tool shed
Am              C         G             C
Those lips and teeth that asked how my day went
Am          C            G             C
Are shouting up through cracks in the pavement

Am C G C~

Am            C            G               C
Here comes a feeling you thought you'd forgotten
Am         C       G             C
Chairs to sit and sidewalks to walk on
Am      C         G         C
Oh you had it but oh no you lost it
Am         C           G               C
You understood so you shouldn't have fought it

Am            C             G              C
Here comes a feeling you thought you'd forgotten
Am        C        G            C
Chairs to sit and sidewalks to walk on
Am            C          G                 C
Here comes a feeling you thought you'd forgotten
Am         C        G           C
Chairs to sit and sidewalks to walk on

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