Biografia:
Chris Lane (born Christopher Eric Lane on November 9, 1984) is an American country music singer and songwriter. He has released one album as frontman of the Chris Lane Band and a second album, Girl Problems, and a third album, Laps Around the Sun, via Big Loud Records.
Lane's signature is the falsetto. In Lane's hands, mixing those earth-shattering high notes with banjo plucks and a danceable beat (whether that dancing is done in cowboy boots or Nike sneakers) has never felt more natural, or so unique.
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For Her
Written by Matt Dragstre, Kelly Archer & Sarah Buxton
Recorded by Chris Lane
[Intro]
F# F# B B
F#
She got a smile that makes your worst day feel like it's your birthday
B
She's got a laugh like confetti, would change her name if she'd let me
D#m A#7
She's got a way of changing the game
B Bm
The way that you play is never the same
[Chorus]
(She's the kind that makes you wanna)
F#
Ride around, windows down, yeah, with the radio
(She's the kind that makes you wanna)
B
Drop your plans, drop a grand, hell where the money goes
F#
She make you wanna fight for her
She make you wanna die for her yeah,
B
She make you wanna fall, make you want it all, make you wanna call
F#
She make you wanna die for her
[Verse]
F#
The way that she moves is like a soft glow, flicker of a candle
B
She turns my cool into disaster, heart is pumping faster
D#m A#7
She's head to toe, body and soul
B Bm
So beautiful, she don't even know
[Chorus]
(She's the kind that makes you wanna)
F#
Ride around, windows down, yeah, with the radio
(She's the kind that makes you wanna)
B
Drop your plans, drop a grand, hell where the money goes
F#
She make you wanna fight for her
She make you wanna die for her yeah,
B
She make you wanna fall, make you want it all, make you wanna call
F#
She make you wanna die for her
[Verse]
F# B
Yeah, yea, yea, yeah, yeah, yea, yea, yeah
F# B
She make you wanna die for her, yeah, yea, yea, yeah, yeah, yea, yea, yeah
D#m A#7
For her I would walk a straight line, wear out the soles of my shoes for her
B Bm
I would run through the night just to kiss her one more time, if she wanted me to
[Chorus]
(She's the kind that makes you wanna)
F#
Ride around, windows down, yeah, with the radio
(She's the kind that makes you wanna)
B
Drop your plans, drop a grand, hell where the money goes
F#
She make you wanna fight for her
She make you wanna die for her yeah,
B
She make you wanna fall, make you want it all, make you wanna call
F#
She make you wanna die for her
[Outro]
F# B
Yeah, yea, yea, yeah, yeah, yea, yea, yeah
F# B
She make you wanna die for her, yeah, yea, yea
Written by Matt Dragstre, Kelly Archer & Sarah Buxton
Recorded by Chris Lane
[Intro]
F# F# B B
F#
She got a smile that makes your worst day feel like it's your birthday
B
She's got a laugh like confetti, would change her name if she'd let me
D#m A#7
She's got a way of changing the game
B Bm
The way that you play is never the same
[Chorus]
(She's the kind that makes you wanna)
F#
Ride around, windows down, yeah, with the radio
(She's the kind that makes you wanna)
B
Drop your plans, drop a grand, hell where the money goes
F#
She make you wanna fight for her
She make you wanna die for her yeah,
B
She make you wanna fall, make you want it all, make you wanna call
F#
She make you wanna die for her
[Verse]
F#
The way that she moves is like a soft glow, flicker of a candle
B
She turns my cool into disaster, heart is pumping faster
D#m A#7
She's head to toe, body and soul
B Bm
So beautiful, she don't even know
[Chorus]
(She's the kind that makes you wanna)
F#
Ride around, windows down, yeah, with the radio
(She's the kind that makes you wanna)
B
Drop your plans, drop a grand, hell where the money goes
F#
She make you wanna fight for her
She make you wanna die for her yeah,
B
She make you wanna fall, make you want it all, make you wanna call
F#
She make you wanna die for her
[Verse]
F# B
Yeah, yea, yea, yeah, yeah, yea, yea, yeah
F# B
She make you wanna die for her, yeah, yea, yea, yeah, yeah, yea, yea, yeah
D#m A#7
For her I would walk a straight line, wear out the soles of my shoes for her
B Bm
I would run through the night just to kiss her one more time, if she wanted me to
[Chorus]
(She's the kind that makes you wanna)
F#
Ride around, windows down, yeah, with the radio
(She's the kind that makes you wanna)
B
Drop your plans, drop a grand, hell where the money goes
F#
She make you wanna fight for her
She make you wanna die for her yeah,
B
She make you wanna fall, make you want it all, make you wanna call
F#
She make you wanna die for her
[Outro]
F# B
Yeah, yea, yea, yeah, yeah, yea, yea, yeah
F# B
She make you wanna die for her, yeah, yea, yea
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