Luke Combs - Back 40 Back: chords

     B      F#     E              G#m    F#
For sale by owner sign on Highway fifty-nine
         G#m     F#       E             G#m  F#
A signal of the times, a turning of the page
      B          F#       E
There used to be nothing here, but that
        G#m    F#
nothing disappeared
    F#                   G#m       F#           E
The pond, the barn, the farm, the fields have long
              G#m  F#
since been replaced
E                         F#
Asphalt parking where that ten pew Pentecostal
stood
E                            F#
Fast food, four lanes, and a subdivided neighborhood

Chorus:
B                 F#               G#m
The walls of the world are closin’ in
                                E
The spreadin’ city spreads us thin
               B               E
Till we can't seem to make our ends meet
        G#m
in the black
B                  F#                G#m
I never would've thought it wouldn't last
                               E
A way of life that time moved past
        B                E             G#m   B
What I wouldn't give to have the back forty back

Maybe I'm a sucker for knowing who lives next door
A view from my back porch, a pinch of peace and
quiet
I can't get back the used to bes, so I hang on to
the memories
Of when I could still look up and see the stars not
street lights shining

Chorus:
The walls of the world are closin' in
The spreadin' city spreads us thin
We can't seem to make our ends meet in the black
Never would've thought it wouldn't last
A way of life that time moved past
What I wouldn't give to have the back forty back

Now I get that progress has its place
And no regard for what it takes
Wish it would slow its pace and cut us all some
slack
'Cause it's all changing way too fast
A way of life that time moved past
What I wouldn't give to have the back forty back