Better Together by Jack Johnson lyrics and chords

Better Together is one of the most popular songs of the time. Better Together lyrics were written by Jack Johnson. This song has sung by Jack Johnson

SingerJack Johnson
AlbumIn Between Dreams
Released2006
TuningE A D G B E

Better Together by:

A 40 HP Johnson on a flat bottom metal boat
Coke cans and BB guns, barbed wire and old fence posts
8-point bucks in autumn and freshly cut cornfields
One arm out the window and one hand on the wheel

Some things just go better together and probably always will
Like a cup of coffee and a sunrise, Sunday drives and time to kill
What’s the point of this ol’ guitar if it ain’t got no strings?
Or pourin’ your heart into a song that you ain’t gonna sing?
It’s a match made up in heaven, like good ol’ boys and beer
And me, as long as you’re right here

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Your license in my wallet when we go out downtown
Your lipstick’s stained every coffee cup that I got in this house
The way you say, “I love you, too” is like rain on an old tin roof
And your hand fits right into mine like a needle in a groove

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Some things just go better together and probably always will
Like a cup of coffee and a sunrise, Sunday drives and time to kill
What’s the point of this ol’ guitar if it ain’t got no strings?
Or pourin’ your heart into a song that you ain’t gonna sing?
It’s a match made up in heaven, like good ol’ boys and beer
And me, as long as you’re right here

*********

Sometimes we’re oil and water
But I wouldn’t have it any other way
And if I’m being honest, your first and my last name

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Would just sound better together and probably always will
Like a cup of coffee and a sunrise, Sunday drives and time to kill
What’s the point of this ol’ guitar if it ain’t got no strings?
Or pourin’ your heart into a song that you ain’t gonna sing?
It’s a match made up in heaven, like good ol’ boys and beer
And me, as long as you’re right here
And me, as long as you’re right here

**********

A 40 HP Johnson on a flat bottom metal boat

Coke cans and BB guns, barbed wire and old fence posts

8-point bucks in autumn and freshly cut cornfields

One arm out the window and one hand on the wheel

Some things just go better together and probably always will

Like a cup of coffee and a sunrise, Sunday drives and time to kill

What’s the point of this ol’ guitar if it ain’t got no strings?

Or pourin’ your heart into a song that you ain’t gonna sing?

It’s a match made up in heaven, like good ol’ boys and beer

And me, as long as you’re right here

Your license in my wallet when we go out downtown

Your lipstick’s stained every coffee cup that I got in this house

The way you say, “”I love you, too”” is like rain on an old tin roof

And your hand fits right into mine like a needle in a groove

Some things just go better together and probably always will

Like a cup of coffee and a sunrise, Sunday drives and time to kill

What’s the point of this ol’ guitar if it ain’t got no strings?

Or pourin’ your heart into a song that you ain’t gonna sing?

It’s a match made up in heaven, like good ol’ boys and beer

And me, as long as you’re right here

Sometimes we’re oil and water, but I wouldn’t have it any other way

And if I’m being honest, your first and my last name

Would just sound better together and probably always will

Like a cup of coffee and a sunrise, Sunday drives and time to kill

What’s the point of this ol’ guitar if it ain’t got no strings?

Or pourin’ your heart into a song that you ain’t gonna sing?

It’s a match made up in heaven, like good ol’ boys and beer

And me, as long as you’re right here

And me, as long as you’re right here

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