Briefcase Track Info
- Song: Briefcase
- Artist: Walker Hayes
- Released Date: 20 June 2021
Chords Info
- Tuning: G C E A
- Capo: 4th fret
- Chords: G, C, Em, D
Ukulele Chords |
G – 0232 C – 0003 Em – 0402 D – 2220 |
[Chorus]
G C
[Verse 1]
G
I hated when dad
picked up his briefcase
C G
'Cause that meant that he was leavin'
G Em            Â
But I loved the sound
G
that his keychain made
C G
When he got home in the evenin'
G
I was always sad, mom was always mad
C G
Most nights he showed up late
G Em
Set his briefcase down like
G
it didn't weigh a pound
C G
No, I never understood the weight
G
But momma always left him a plate
[Verse 2]
G
Eighteen, said I'ma be anythin'
C G
But just like my old man
G Em G
Sellin' houses to all those families
C G
While his family sat at home missin' him
G
Got sick of playin' ball gamеs watchin'
C G
All the other dads watch their kids
G Em G
So I pickеd up a guitar case
C G
'cause it wasn't square like his
[Chorus]
C
Now, I sound like him,
and I look like him
D
And I walk like him,
and I talk like him
G
And I try to make my wife laugh
G Em
When she's mad 'cause
I love my job like him
C
Now, I get it dad,
it's a jugglin' act
D
Between feedin' the kids
Em
and feedin' the dreams we chase
C
I guess a guitar doesn't fall
D G
too far from a briefcase
[Verse 3]
G
Well, momma cleaned,
and daddy worked
C G
And I learned to play the guitar
G Em G
On McGregor Court, that's how
C G
we coped with all our broken hearts
G
I know I held it against him
C G
Throwin' that baseball against his steps
G Em G
But daddy never held it against me
C G
'Cause I wasn't a father yet, not yet
[Chorus]
C
Now, I sound like him,
and I look like him
D
And I walk like him,
and I talk like him
G
And I try to make my kids laugh
G Em
When they're sad
and it's all my fault,
like him
C
Now, I get it dad,
it's a jugglin' act
D
Between feedin' the kids and feedin'
Em
the dreams we chase
C
I guess a guitar doesn't fall
D G
too far from a briefcase
[Bridge]
Em             Â
It's a blessing and a curse
C
in this case I carry around
G
Every time I pick it up,
my kids say,
D
"Daddy put it down"
Em           Â
And I see me in them,
C
and I feel him in me
G
Like the cats in the cradle
D
and the apples in the trees
C D
And I just smile when somebody says
[Chorus]
C
That I sound like him,
and I look like him
D
And I walk like him,
and I talk like him
G G
And I run to the father
Em
when I hate nothin'
at all like him
C
Yeah, I get it dad,
it's a jugglin' act
DÂ Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â
Between feedin'
the kids and feedin'
Em
the dreams we chase
C D
I guess a guitar doesn't fall too
G C G
far from the briefcase