Intro | Fmaj7 | Em7 | Dm7 | Cmaj7 |


                        Fmaj7
I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)
                       Em7
I get my weed from California (That's that shit)
                          Dm7
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)
                              Cmaj7
I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that’s it)


          Fmaj7                          Em7
And I say oh (oh), the way I breathe you in (In)
                         Dm7
It's the texture of your skin
 
I wanna wrap my arms around you, babe
    Cmaj7
And never let you go, oh
           Fmaj7                         Em7
And I say, oh, there's nothin' like your touch
                         Dm7
It’s the way you lift me up, yeah
            Cmaj7
And I'll be right here with you 'til the end


                        Fmaj7
I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)
                       Em7
I get my weed from California (That's that shit)
                          Dm7
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)
                              Cmaj7
I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)


Fmaj7               Em7
  You ain't sure yet, but I'm for ya'
Dm7                           Cmaj7
  All I could want, all I can wish for
 
  Nights alone that we miss more
Fmaj7
  And days we save as souvenirs
Em7                                  Dm7
  There’s no time, I wanna make more time
                        Cmaj7
  And give you my whole life


                          Fmaj7   Em7
I left my girl, I’m in my Yorker
                           Dm7   Cmaj7
Hate to leave her, call it torture
                         Fmaj7   Em7
Remember when I couldn't hold her
                       Dm7   Cmaj7
Left her baggage for Rimowa


                        Fmaj7
I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)
                       Em7
I get my weed from California (That’s that shit)
                          Dm7
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)
                              Cmaj7
I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)


                          Fmaj7
I get the feeling, so I'm sure (Sure)
                            Em7
Hand in my hand because I'm yours
                                    Dm7
I can’t, I can't pretend, I can't ignore you're right for me
                      Cmaj7
Don't think you wanna know just where I've been, oh
Fmaj7
  Don't be distracted
    Em7
The one I need is right in my arms (Oh)
     Dm7
Your kisses taste the sweetest with mine
            Cmaj7
And I'll be right here with you 'til end of time


                        Fmaj7
I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)
                       Em7
I get my weed from California (That's that shit)
                          Dm7
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)
                              Cmaj7
I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)


                        Fmaj7
I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)
                       Em7
I get my weed from California (That's that shit)
                          Dm7
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)
                              Cmaj7
I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)


                        Fmaj7
I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)
                       Em7
I get my weed from California (That's that shit)
                          Dm7
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)
                              Cmaj7
I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)


                        Fmaj7
I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)
                       Em7
I get my weed from California (That's that shit)
                          Dm7
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)
                              Cmaj7
I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)


Outro| Fmaj7 | Em7 | Dm7 | Cmaj7 | ( 2 Times )