Fast Cars [F] - Luke Combs Strum Pattern D-DU-UD-U [intro] Chords [F] [C] [Am] [G] x 2 F C You got a fast car Am G And I want a ticket to anywhere F C Maybe we make a deal Am G Maybe together we can get somewhere F C Any place is better Am G Starting from zero, got nothing to lose F C Maybe we'll make something Am G Me, myself, I got nothing to prove [F] [C] [Am] [G] F C You got a fast car Am G I got a plan to get us out of here F C I've been working at the convenience store Am G Managed to save just a little bit of money F C Won't have to drive too far Am G Just across the border and into the city F C You and I can both get jobs Am G Finally, see what it means to be living [F] [C] [Am] [G] F C See, my old man's got a problem Am G He lives with the bottle, that's the way it is F C He says his body's too old for working Am G His body's too young to look like his F C Mama went off and left him Am G She wanted more from life than he could give F C I said, "Somebody's got to take care of him" Am G So, I quit school and that's what I did [F] [C] [Am] [G] F C You got a fast car Am G Is it fast enough so we can fly away? F C Still gotta make a decision Am G Leave tonight, or live and die this way [F] [C] [Am] [G] Am G So, I remember when we were F driving, driving in your car C Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk Am City lights lay out before us G And your arm felt nice wrapped around my shoulder F Am G And I, I, I had a feeling that I belonged F Am G F G I, I, I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone [F] [C] [Am] [G] F C You got a fast car Am G We go cruising, to entertain ourselves You still ain't got a job So I work in a market as a checkout girl I know things will get better You'll find work and I'll get promoted We'll move out of the shelter Buy a bigger house, live in the suburbs So, I remember when we were driving, driving in your car Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped around my shoulder And I, I, I had a feeling that I belonged I, I, I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car I got a job that pays all our bills You stay out drinking late at the bar See more of your friends than you do of your kids I'd always hoped for better Thought maybe together you and me would find it I got no plans, I ain't going nowhere Take your fast car and keep on driving So, I remember when we were driving, driving in your car Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped around my shoulder And I, I, I had a feeling that I belonged I, I, I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car Is it fast enough, so you can fly away? You still gotta make a decision Leave tonight, or live and die this way