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Houston Weve Got A Problem by Luke Combs







     Houston Weve Got A Problem 









Tuning: E A D G B E

[Verse 1]
              F#m     D             A       E
This is my kinda town, this is my kinda place
                  F#m D
I wouldn't mind hangin'
                             A        E
'round for more than just a couple days
         F#m                    D
I got a 12th floor room with a killer view
          A        E
Of the empty Astrodome
                F#m               D
Got a tab at the bar downstairs,
               E
But all I can think about is home
 
[Chorus]
            A
I got new boots covered in red dirt,
     D
A "Don't Mess With Texas" t-shirt
       A                                         D
And a Lonestar postcard postmarked with "missin' you"
               A
It's got the biggest sky you've ever seen,
      D
The coldest beer you'd ever drink
    A                                    D
But I still feel like I landed on the moon,
D                    F#m D E
'cause it ain't got you
E                    F#m
Houston, we got a problem
 
[Instrumental]
F#m D A E
 
[Verse 2]
                   F#m
You should've seen 19th Street,
D                     A          E
You should've seen a midnight rodeo
               F#m           D
The way them saloon doors swing,
D          A                    E
When they line dance to "Copperhead Road"
               F#m
Some like the lager down here,
           D                  A                  E
That'll make you feel the way all them cowboys do
                 F#m D
I wish I was an outlaw,
                 E
But all I can think about is you
 
[Chorus]
            A
I got new boots covered in red dirt,
     D
A "Don't Mess With Texas" t-shirt
       A                                         D
And a Lonestar postcard postmarked with "missin' you"
               A
It's got the biggest sky you've ever seen,
      D
The coldest beer you'd ever drink
    A                                    D
But I still feel like I landed on the moon,
D                    F#m D E
'cause it ain't got you
E                   D  A
Houston, we got a problem
 
[Instrumental]
D A E
 
[Outro]
               A
It's got the biggest sky you've ever seen,
      D
The coldest beer you'd ever drink
    A                                    D
But I still feel like I landed on the moon,
D                    F#m D E
'cause it ain't got you
E                    F#m D A E
Houston, we got a problem
                     F#m D A E
Houston, we got a problem
 
[Instrumental]
F#m D A E x2








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version 2 








Tuning: E A D G B E
Capo: 3rd fret
 
Em C G D
Em C G D
 
[Verse 1]
           Em        C            G          D
This is my kinda town, this is my kinda place
                Em            C
I wouldn't mind hangin' 'round
                     G          D
For more than just a couple days
        Em                        C                  G           D
I got a twelfth floor room with a killer view of the empty Astrodome
             Em            C                D
A tab at the bar downstairs, but all I can think about is home
 
[Chorus]
 
         Em                   C
I got my new boots covered in red dirt
   G                      D
A "Don't Mess With Texas" T-shirt
      Em               C                         G   D
And a Lonestar postcard postmarked with missin' you
             Em          C                     G              D
It's got the biggest sky you've ever seen, the coldest beer you'd ever drink
    Em           C                    G     D
But I still feel like I landed on the moon
                    Em C G
'Cause it ain't got you
D
Houston, we got a problem
 
Em C G D
 
[Verse 2]
 
                   Em        C                       G.           D
You should've seen 19th Street, you should've seen a midnight rodeo
             Em                C           G                    D
The way them saloon doors swing, when they line dance to "Copperhead Road"
              Em                     C                      G                D
Some Bout the air down here, that'll make you feel the way all them cowboys do
                Em    C               D
I wish I was an outlaw, But all I can think about is you
 
[Chorus]
 
         Em                   C
I got my new boots covered in red dirt
   G                      D
A "Don't Mess With Texas" T-shirt
      Em               C                         G   D
And a Lonestar postcard postmarked with missin' you
             Em          C                     G              D
It's got the biggest sky you've ever seen, the coldest beer you'd ever drink
    Em           C                    G     D
But I still feel like I landed on the moon
                    Em C G
'Cause it ain't got you
D
Houston, we got a problem
 
Em C G D
 
[Outro]
 
It's got the biggest sky you've ever seen, the coldest beer you'd ever drink
    Em           C                    G     D
But I still feel like I landed on the moon
                     Em C G
'Cause it ain't got you
D                          Em C G D
Houston, we got a problem
D                          Em C G D
Houston, we got a problem
              Em
We Got A Problem









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version 3









Tuning: Eb Ab Db Gb Bb Eb
Capo: 3rd fret
 
[Intro]
Em7   Cadd9   G   D/F#
Em7   Cadd9   G   D/F#
 
[Verse 1]
           Em7      Cadd9           G         D/F#
This is my kinda town, this is my kinda place
                Em7          Cadd9                  G          D/F#
I wouldn't mind hangin' round for more than just a couple days
           Em7                     Cadd9              G            D/F#
I got a twelfth floor room with a killer view of the empty astrodome
             Em7           Cadd9            D/F#
A tab at the bar downstairs, but all I can think about is home
 
[Chorus]
               G                        Cadd9
I got my new boots covered in red dirt, A don't mess with texas t-shirt
         G                                        Cadd9
and a Lone star postcard postmarked from missing you
             G                                 Cadd9
It's got the biggest sky you've ever seen, the coldest beer you'd ever drink
    G                                Cadd9
but I still feel like I landed on the moon
                    Em7
'Cause it ain't got you
D/F#
Houston we got a problem
 
Em7   Cadd9   G   D/F#
 
[Verse 2]
                  Em7   Cadd9                         G         D/F#
You shoulda seen 19th street, should have seen the midnight rodeo
               Em7           Cadd9           G                  D/F#
The way them saloon doors swing when they line dance to copperhead road
                   Em7                   Cadd9              G                      D/F#
Something bout the air down here that'll make you feel the way all them cowboys do
                    Em7  Cadd9            D/F#
Oh I wish I was an outlaw, but all i can think about is you
 
[Chorus]
               G                        Cadd9
I got my new boots covered in red dirt, A don't mess with texas t-shirt
         G                                        Cadd9
and a Lone star postcard postmarked from missing you
             G                                 Cadd9
It's got the biggest sky you've ever seen, the coldest beer you'd ever drink
    G                                Cadd9
but I still feel like I landed on the moon
                    Em7
'Cause it ain't got you
D/F#                   Em7   Cadd9   G   D/F#
Houston we got a problem
 
[Outro]
              G                                 Cadd9
It's got the biggest sky you've ever seen, the coldest beer you'd ever drink
    G                                Cadd9
but I still feel like I landed on the moon
                    Em7
'Cause it ain't got you
D/F#                   Em7   Cadd9   G
Houston we got a problem
D/F#                   Em7   Cadd9   G
Houston we got a problem
              Em7
We got a problem










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