Luke Combs - Tattoo on a Sunburn: chords

          G
It was the summer after my senior year
    Am7
We spent the whole week out on that pier
          C
She said boy I think I love you,
                   G
I said I love you too
   G
We ended up drunk at some old ink shop
         Am7
She said get my name, I said hell why not
     C                                        G
She didn't have to work too hard to talk me into

Am7      C              G
Mm mm a tattoo on a sunburn

Chorus:
G                                     Am7
Everytime that saltwater breeze blows in
Am7                              C
I find myself laying right there in
C                                 G
A kicked back, jet black leather seat
     G
The hum and the buzz and the sting of that needle
Am7                                       C
Faded away but I guess some people never do
       G/B                    Am7
Losing you is the only thing worse
                    G
Than a tattoo on a sunburn

As I held her on her hotel balcony
I remember wishing she would come back with me
Guess a boy can dream
But we both knew it wouldn't work

When I came too, she was already gone
Hammer down, due west to Arkansas
I laughed through the pain and swore it didn't hurt

Mmm, tattoo on a sunburn

Chorus:
And everytime that saltwater breeze blows in
I find myself laying right there
In a kicked back, jet black, leather seat
The hum and the buzz, and the sting of that needle
Faded away, but I guess some people never do
Losing you is the only thing worse
Than, a tattoo on a sunburn

G
It's covered up with some new ink now
    Am7
The rest of the world ain't got a clue about
     C                                           G
The name of a girl that I ain't seen since that day
G
I don't think about her all the time
            Am7
When their stacking the chairs right before
the tide
        C
I can still hear her voice come crashing down
          G
with the waves

Chorus:
Everytime that saltwater breeze blows in
I find myself laying right there
In a kicked back, jet black, leather seat
The hum and the buzz, and the sting of that needle
Faded away, but I guess some people never do
Losing you is the only thing worse
Than, a tattoo on a sunburn
A tattoo on a sunburn