yellow boxes chords by Tyler Ward

SimplifiedC · G · Em · Am · D

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Intro 1

Verse 1
G 
Spend your whole
life chasing dreams
C 
Went from sidelines to major leagues
G 
And now they say
C 
"You finally made it you must be happy"
G 
But on dark nights
When you're counting sheep
Am 
And the good times are fast asleep
You think
Em 
C 
"I'm ok just maintain it
I should be happy"

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Verse 2

But when five years pass

The same things don't

make you laugh

And now ten years go by

alone

~ ~

Verse 3
G 
So maybe it's time to go
home
C 
Pack it up and leave ‘em a note
Em 
Saying "I don't wanna do this alone"
C 
So go pack those yellow boxes
D 
G 
And make your way home
Am 
When everything is out of control
And you feel like you have
Em 
traded your soul
C 
For gold pack those yellow boxes
G 
And make your way home
Pack ‘em up pack ‘em up Yellow boxes

Verse 4
C 
Pack ‘em up
pack ‘em up
Yellow boxes
Em 
Pack ‘em up pack ‘em up
You can always
C 
Pack those yellow boxes

Verse 5
G 
So you can spend your whole life
How it's supposed to be
C 
And love right unconditionally
Em 
And you can say
C 
I found a way ‘cause I got my family

Verse 6
Em 
G 
C 
Don't let five years pass
And waste time you'll
never get back
Em 
G 
C 
Don't let ten years go by
Alone
~ ~

Verse 7
G 
So maybe it's time to go
home
C 
Pack it up and leave ‘em a note
Em 
Saying "I don't wanna do this alone"
C 
So go pack those yellow boxes
D 
G 
And make your way home
Am 
When everything is out of control
And you feel like you have
Em 
traded your soul
C 
For gold pack those yellow boxes
And make your way home
G 
C 
G 
Ohh ahh
You can always
C 
Pack ‘em up pack ‘em up
Yellow boxes
G 
Pack ‘em up pack ‘em up
C 
Pack ‘em up pack ‘em up
Yellow boxes
G 
Pack those yellow boxes

Verse 8
G 
Home, pack it up
Am 
C 
And leave ‘em a note sayin'
Em 
"I don't wanna be here alone"
C 
So can you pack those yellow boxes
G 
And get yourself home
Am 
When everything is out of control
And you feel like you have
Em 
traded your soul
C 
For gold pack those yellow boxes
G 
And make your way home

Verse 9
C 
Pack ‘em up pack ‘em up
Pack ‘em up pack ‘em up
Em 
Make your way home
Pack ‘em up pack ‘em up
You can always
C 
Pack those yellow boxes
G 
Make your way home