The Chords by Morgan Olai Lyrics
[Verse]
I wrote the most beautiful lyrics
She only cares about the chords
Major and minor
Made everything finer
I guess that’s just par for the course
I cleverly referenced the Bible
She doesn’t care about that
Angels and demons
Mean nothing to heathens
Who read my songs blind as a bat
[Chorus]
She looked so concentrated
Carefully fingering the frets
Of the Martin guitar that she carries along
To all of her open mic sets
[Verse]
I wrote the most intriguing story
She was just strumming along
Her eyes were closed
Through the rhymes and the prose
I guess she was just feeling the song
Whenever my mind worked against me
Finally she’d lend me a word
Rhythm and rhyme
Neatly combined
In a way that I’d never heard
[Chorus]
She looked so concentrated
Carefully fingering the frets
Of the Martin guitar that she carries along
To all of her open mic sets
[Solo]
[Chorus]
She looked so concentrated
Carefully fingering the frets
Of the Martin guitar that she carries along
To all of her open mic sets
I wrote the most beautiful lyrics
She only cares about the chords
Major and minor
Made everything finer
I guess that’s just par for the course
I cleverly referenced the Bible
She doesn’t care about that
Angels and demons
Mean nothing to heathens
Who read my songs blind as a bat
[Chorus]
She looked so concentrated
Carefully fingering the frets
Of the Martin guitar that she carries along
To all of her open mic sets
[Verse]
I wrote the most intriguing story
She was just strumming along
Her eyes were closed
Through the rhymes and the prose
I guess she was just feeling the song
Whenever my mind worked against me
Finally she’d lend me a word
Rhythm and rhyme
Neatly combined
In a way that I’d never heard
[Chorus]
She looked so concentrated
Carefully fingering the frets
Of the Martin guitar that she carries along
To all of her open mic sets
[Solo]
[Chorus]
She looked so concentrated
Carefully fingering the frets
Of the Martin guitar that she carries along
To all of her open mic sets