[Intro] Am

[Primeira Parte]

Am                   F
 High tide has been risin' up
           C                    G/B
I've been gettin' up with some boys I used to know
Am                        F
 We're tryin' to get our pockets up
      C                  G/B
This year has just been movin' fuckin' slow
Am                       F                          C
 You were comin' out to Pineville, it was freezin' cold
                        G/B
I'm gettin' old by the day
Am                           F
 You said I gave your heart somethin' to believe in
        C                  G/B
'Cause boys like us fade away

[Refrão]

       Am                F
But you stuck around when I was down
         C               G/B
And I'll owe you all my days
              Am    F
Them boys of faith
              C     G/B
Them boys of faith

[Segunda Parte]

Am                   F
 High tide has been risin' up
           C                    G/B
I've been gettin' up with some boys I used to know
Am                        F
 We're tryin' to get our pockets up
      C                  G/B
This year has just been movin' fuckin' slow
Am                      F
 You were takin' photos of me in Kentucky
   C                          G/B
Sayin' we were lucky for the light
Am                            F
 Who would've thought those things would find a Billboard
 C                           G/B
Way out in New York at night

[Refrão]

  Am                            F
Thinkin' of the times that you didn't bat an eye
C                       G/B
All those of times, I shake
              Am    F
Them boys of faith
              C     G/B
Them boys of faith

[Final]

Am                   F
 High tide has been risin' up
           C                    G/B
I've been gettin' up with some boys I used to know
Am                        F
 We're tryin' to get our pockets up
      C                  G/B
This year has just been movin' fuckin' slow
Am                   F
 High tide has been risin' up
           C                    G/B
I've been gettin' up with some boys I used to know
Am                        F
 We're tryin' to get our pockets up
      C                  G/B
This year has just been movin' fuckin' slow