
This single was released on 08 September 2015.
Vocals: Tyler Ward ,
Producer(s): Tyler Ward ,
Writer(s): Tyler Ward ,
Scale: A Major Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 73 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] A D F#m D [VERSE] A Spend your whole life chasing dreams D Went from sidelines to major leagues E And now they say D "You finally made it you must be happy" A But on dark nights A When you're counting sheep Bm And the good times are fast asleep F#m D You think "I'm ok, just maintain it I should be happy" F#m A D But when five years pass D The same things don't make you laugh F#m A D And now ten years go by alone www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] A So maybe it's time to go home A D Pack it up and leave ‘em a note D F#m Saying "I don't wanna do this alone" F#m D So go pack those yellow boxes A And make your way home A D When everything is out of control D F#m And you feel like you have traded your soul F#m D For gold pack those yellow boxes E A And make your way home A Pack ‘em up pack ‘em up A Yellow boxes D Pack ‘em up pack ‘em up D Yellow boxes F#m Pack ‘em up pack ‘em up F#m You can always D Pack those yellow boxes [VERSE] A So you can spend your whole life A How it's supposed to be D And love right unconditionally F#m And you can say F#m D I found a way ‘cause I got my family [PRE-CHORUS] F#m A D Don't let five years pass D Time you'll never get back F#m A D Don't let ten years go by alone www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] A So maybe it's time to go home A D Pack it up and leave ‘em a note D F#m Saying "I don't wanna do this alone" D So go pack those yellow boxes E A And make your way home A Bm When everything is out of control F#m And you feel like you have traded your soul F#m D For gold pack those yellow boxes D A D A And make your way home D You can always D Pack ‘em up pack ‘em up D Yellow boxes A Pack ‘em up pack ‘em up D Pack ‘em up pack ‘em up D Yellow boxes A Pack those yellow boxes [BRIDGE] A Home, pack it up Bm And leave ‘em a note sayin' F#m "I don't wanna be here alone" F#m D So can you pack those yellow boxes A And get yourself home A Bm When everything is out of control Bm F#m And you feel like you have traded your soul F#m D For gold pack those yellow boxes D A And make your way home A Pack ‘em up pack ‘em up D Pack ‘em up pack ‘em up D F#m Make your way home F#m Pack ‘em up pack ‘em up F#m You can always D Pack those yellow boxes D A Make your way home
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