The Most
Jon TroastVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
V1: Well I love the first part of the last part of the day
When things begin to close
Cause I know there's one place that's open all night long
And I love you the most
I love sleeping in and pillows, pajamas and bathrobes
And fans spinning on the ceiling
I love scrambled eggs and pancakes, brown sugar on my toast
But I love you the most
Ch: Well I can't stand being so far away from you
So I guess there's one thing I need to do
I need to find a way for you and I to always be close
Cause I love you the most
V3: I love sunny days with lots of rain and puddles for paper boats
And watching the March wind take my kite up to the blue
I love open roads and city streets and highways down the coast
But I love you the most
Ch: Well I can't stand being so far away from you
So I guess there's one thing I need to do
I need to find a way for you and I to always be close
Cause I love you the most
Inst:
I love the nightlife and dancing, meeting up with old friends
And talking about the old, old days
I love staying home, the lights down low, making stories of our own
Cause I love you, yes I love you, will you love me the most?
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Readable chord sheet for The Most by Jon Troast
[G] [B] [C] [Cm] [G] [D] [G] [C] [G]
V1: Well I l[G]ove the fi[B]rst part of the [C]last part of the [Cm]day
When [G]things be[B]gin to cl[C]ose [A]
Cause I kn[G]ow there's o[B]ne place that's op[C]en all night l[Cm]ong
And [G]I love y[D]ou the m[G]ost [C] [G]
[G] [B] [C] [Cm]
I love sleeping in and pillows, pajamas and bathrobes
And f[G]ans spinning o[B]n the ce[C]iling [A]
I love scr[G]ambled eggs and pa[B]ncakes, brown s[C]ugar on my t[Cm]oast
But [G]I love y[D]ou the m[G]ost[C] [G]
Ch: Well I ca[C]n't stand being so far away from y[G]ou
So I gu[A]ess there's one thing I need to [D]do
I need to fi[G]nd a way for y[B]ou and I to al[C]ways be cl[Cm]ose
Cause [G]I love y[D]ou the mo[G]st
V3: I love su[G]nny days with [B]lots of rain and p[C]uddles for paper bo[Cm]ats
And watc[G]hing the March wind t[B]ake my kite up to the bl[C]ue [A]
I love op[G]en roads and city str[B]eets and high[C]ways down the co[Cm]ast
But [G]I love y[D]ou the mo[G]st [C] [G]
Ch: Well I can[C]'t stand being so far away from y[G]ou
So I gue[A]ss there's one thing I need to [D]do
I need to fi[G]nd a way for y[B]ou and I to alw[C]ays be cl[Cm]ose
Cause [G]I love y[D]ou the mo[G]st [C] [G]
Inst: [G] [B] [C] [Cm] [G] [B] [C] [A]
[G] [B] [C] [Cm]
I love the nightlife and dancing, meeting up with old friends
And tal[G]king abo[B]ut the o[C]ld, old da[A]ys
I love sta[G]ying home, the li[B]ghts down low, making st[C]ories of our [Cm]own
Cause [G]I love y[D]ou, yes[Em] I love y[C]ou, will [G]you love [D]me the m[G]ost?[C] [G]