Panbowl Chords & Lyrics Artist: Sturgill Simpson

Capo:2nd fret

INTRO
C
 
 
VERSE
 
    C                            F                C
    I'd give anything to go back, to days I was young
            C           G      C
    All the way back to old Panbowl
        C                         F              C
    I'd sit down on the lake bed, stare at the sun
             C                             G          C
    Then I'd walk out in the water, let it cleanse my soul
 
             C                         F               C
    Spend my days up on quicksand, and, there I would play
    C                      G                C
    Wild as a rattlesnake, right from the start
        C                    F           C
    I'd push August in, and, swing all day
          C                           G        C
    Well, she was the first girl ever broke my heart
 
 
CHORUS
 
               F
    Miss the days when this old life
                   C
    Was free from all this pain and strife
            C                         G
    And all... the sorrow it has brung
 
                 F
    I'd give anything to go
                C           F
    All the way back to Panbowl
                C           G               C
    All the way back to days when I was young
 
VERSE
             C                                  F             C
    Spend my summers hearing stories, about the one that got away
           C                             G           C
    On the dock down at Watt's bar every, fourth of July
          C                           F             C
    Uncle Everett was the coolest, never had a word to say
            C                            G          C
    When he died's the only time I ever seen Papaw cry
 
          C                             F            C
    Every Sunday we'd go visit my great grandma Mary Ann
            C                               G            C
    Lord I cry, just thinking 'bout how good she was to me
             C                      F             C
    My great granddad Elijah was a, coal mining man
          C                          G             C
    Not a tooth in his head, but his eyes held the sea
 
 
CHORUS repeat:
 
              F
    Miss the days when this old life
                      C
    Was free from all this pain and strife
            C                         G
    And all... the sorrow it has brung
 
                 F
    I'd give anything to go
                C           F
    All the way back to Panbowl
                C         G               C
    All the way back to days when I was young
 
INSTRUMENTAL BREAK:
 
            Am . . . Am . . . C . . . C . . .
            Am . . . Am . . . G . . . G . . .
 
 
OUTRO (single strums)
 
         F                                  C
    I'd climb up on High Top, stare out as far as I could see
           C                    G              C
    At the one and only home my heart has ever known