Mat Kearney - Learning To Love Again Chords

Capo: 4th fret

The song (except for the bridge) is basically these four chords throughout its entirety:

Am G F C


Am          G                 F           C
Your poker face ain’t fooling nobody, nobody here
Am          G                   F            C
We’ve all felt the flame and shed those same tears
Am                 G                   F               C
Driving home to a one man hell, still counting years, still counting years
Am       G             F                  C
Hey brother we’re all learning to love again
Am                   G                 F                    C
‘Cause that was the real you running through the fields of gold wide open
Am          G            F          C
Standing in places no picture contains
Am            G                  F                         C
That was the real you, windows down, we could smell the mint fields crying
Am             G          F            C
Sing with the radio to song we can’t name
Am             G                F                   C
That was the real you saying, “Maybe I’m not too young to be a cowboy.”
Am        G               F             C
Hey brother, we’re all learning to love again
Am        G               F             C
Hey brother, we’re all learning to love again
Am               G               F                      C
Making up your bed that day on a foreign floor between foreign walls
Am                  G                    F                C
Thinking ’bout the words you’d say to a phone that never calls
Am                          G             F                      C
Feel the weight of your father’s ring and all those dreams, and all those dreams
Am    G                   F             C
Hey brother, we’re all learning to love again
Am                   G                 F                    C
‘Cause that was the real you running through the fields of gold wide open
Am          G            F          C
Standing in places no picture contains
Am            G                  F                         C
That was the real you, windows down, we could smell the mint fields crying
Am             G          F            C
Sing with the radio to song we can’t name
Am             G                F                   C
That was the real you saying, “Maybe I’m not too young to be a cowboy.”
Am        G               F             C
Hey brother, we’re all learning to love again
Am        G               F             C
Hey brother, we’re all learning to love again
Am                    G                 F            C
‘Cause that was the real you standing there in the shape of your body
Am        G                  F             C
Fear don’ know no love when we’re all the same
Am             G           F           C
That was the real you looking back across the water
Am                  G               F                C
Tears falling like rain, drops rippling against the shame
Am             G                    F                   C
That was the real you singing hallelujah, looking down a barrel
Am        G               F             C
Hey brother, we’re all learning to love again
Am        G               F             C
Hey brother, we’re all learning to love again