Briefcase chords by Walker Hayes

On the 20th of June 2021, the track was released. The track is Written by Walker Hayes and Lori McKenna .

Briefcase chords by Walker Hayes 1

Track Info

Chords Info

  • Tuning: Standard(EADGBE)
  • Key:
  • Capo: 4th fret
  • Chords: G,C , G/F#, Em, D
  • Suggested Strumming:
  • D= Down Stroke, U = Upstroke, N.C= No Chord
Guitar ChordsUkulele Chords
G – 320003
C – x32010
G#m – 220003
Em – 022000
D – xx0232
G – 0232
C – 0003
G#m – 0222
Em – 0402
D – 2220
[Chorus]
G C [Verse 1]
G I hated when dad picked up

his briefcase
C 'Cause that meant that
G
he was leavin'
G/F# Em But I loved the sound that
G
his keychain made
C G When he got home in the evenin' G I was always sad,

mom was always mad
C G Most nights he showed up late G/F# Em Set his briefcase down like
G
it didn't weigh a pound
C G No, I never understood the weight G But momma always left him a plate [Verse 2]
G Eighteen, said I'ma be anythin' C G But just like my old man G/F# Em G Sellin' houses to all those families C G While his family sat at home missin' him G Got sick of playin' ball gamеs watchin' C G All the other dads watch their kids G/F# Em So I pickеd up a guitar case
C C
'cause it wasn't square like his
[Chorus]

C Now, I sound like him,

and I look like him
D And I walk like him,

and I talk like him
G And I try to make my wife laugh
G/F# Em When she's mad 'cause I love my

job like him
C Now, I get it dad,

it's a jugglin' act
D Between feedin' the kids and feedin'
Em
the dreams we chase
C I guess a guitar doesn't fall
D G
too far from a briefcase
[Verse 3]
G Well, momma cleaned, and daddy worked C G And I learned to play the guitar
G/F# Em On McGregor Court, that's how we coped
C G
with all our broken hearts
G I know I held it against him C G Throwin' that baseball against his steps G/F# Em G But daddy never held it against me C G 'Cause I wasn't a father yet, not yet [Chorus]
C Now, I sound like him,

and I look like him
D And I walk like him,

and I talk like him
G And I try to make my kids laugh G/F# Em When they're sad and it's

all my fault, like him
C Now, I get it dad, it's a jugglin' act D Between feedin' the kids and feedin'
Em
the dreams we chase
I guess a guitar doesn't fall
D G
too far from a briefcase
[Bridge]
Em It's a blessing and a curse in
C
this case I carry around
G Every time I pick it up,
D
my kids say, "Daddy put it down"
Em And I see me in them,
C
and I feel him in me
G Like the cats in the cradle and
D
the apples in the trees
C D And I just smile when somebody says [Chorus]
C That I sound like him,

and I look like him
D And I walk like him,

and I talk like him
G G/F# And I run to the father when
Em
I hate nothin' at all like him
C Yeah, I get it dad, it's a jugglin' act D Between feedin' the kids and feedin'
Em
the dreams we chase
C I guess a guitar doesn't fall
D G C G
too far from the briefcase

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