Number 3 and Number 7 (ft ERIC CHURCH) - Morgan Wallen, guitar chords

Published: 2025-05-19 11:16
Selection chords: Katie Paterson

 Intro: C F

 Verse:
  C
 Her daddyʼs truck, her daddyʼs bottle
  C
 Open top, open throttle
   F
 Eighty seven and eighty proof
   F
 Runninʼ through my veins
 
       C
 Iʼm drunk on speed, drunk on whiskey
  C
 Ainʼt no free quite like sixteen
    F
 Still had half a foot to grow
    F
 Makinʼ grown man mistakes
   F
 Puttinʼ Earnhardt to shame
 
 Chorus:
  C                         Em
 Up in my head, I was in first
                                     F
 Whole pack of cars on that fourth turn
  F
 Burninʼ towards the checkered flag
             Am     G
 I was on a record lap
  C                                 Em
 Had my hand wrapped around that drink
                                      F
 ʼTil that truck wrapped around that tree
  F
 Should have gone to Heaven fast
                       Am
 Learned a hard way lesson that
   F                                     Am
 We all get more second chances than we should
              F                            G            C
 And number three and number seven donʼt add up to much good
 
 Verse:
    C
 Flashinʼ lights, flashinʼ memories
   C
 ʼFore my eyes, torn up bench seat
   F
 Pickinʼ glass out of my right arm
   F
 Made of never let you forget kinda scarred
  F
 I lost that race when I let it start, but
 
 Chorus:
  C                         Em
 Up in my head, I was in first
                                     F
 Whole pack of cars on that fourth turn
  F
 Burninʼ towards the checkered flag
             Am     G
 I was on a record lap
  C                                 Em
 Had my hand wrapped around that drink
                                      F
 ʼTil that truck wrapped around that tree
  F
 Should have gone to Heaven fast
                       Am
 Learned a hard way lesson that
   F                                     Am
 We all get more second chances than we should
              F                            G            C
 And number three and number seven donʼt add up to much good
 
 Bridge:
 
 Her daddyʼs truck, her daddyʼs bottle
 
 Open top, open throttle
 
 Chorus:
  C                         Em
 Up in my head, I was in first
                                     F
 Whole pack of cars on that fourth turn
  F
 Burninʼ towards the checkered flag
             Am     G
 I was on a record lap
  C                                 Em
 Had my hand wrapped around that drink
                                      F
 ʼTil that truck wrapped around that tree
  F
 Should have gone to Heaven fast
                       Am
 Learned a hard way lesson that
   F                                     Am
 We all get more second chances than we should
              F                            G            C
 And number three and number seven donʼt add up to much good
 
 Donʼt add up to much good (Donʼt add up to much good, no)