Luke Combs - Nothing like you

I'm on this ^Cred-eye rolling down a runway ^AmWindow seat, nonstop one-way ^F2 PM, Gate B10, it ^Gcan't come soon enough I've got a ^Cmid-flight magazine and a mixed drink ^AmI wish time would fly right with me ^FDamn the days that baggage claim's in ^Ganother taxi town But ^Fthey always bring me back to ^Gyou

I've seen ^FCalifornia and the fields of Oklahoma From ^Cthirty thousand feet, can't beat the ^Amview ^FCrossed the Mississippi, watched the mountains over Tennessee Become a ^CCarolina sky that was so ^Amblue And still ain't seen ^Fnothing like, nothing like ^Cyou

I've spent ^Cevery mile missing you, baby ^AmIt's enough to drive me crazy ^F"I love you"'s from hotel rooms ^GThey sure do make it tough ^FBut they always bring me back to ^Gyou

I've seen ^FCalifornia and the fields of Oklahoma From ^Cthirty thousand feet, can't beat the ^Amview ^FCrossed the Mississippi, watched the mountains over Tennessee Become a ^CCarolina sky that was so ^Amblue And still ain't seen ^Fnothing like, nothing like ^Amyou

^AmIn all these nothing towns ^FYou in this whole world around ^CYou're the only place I wanna get back ^Gto

I've seen ^FCalifornia and the fields of Oklahoma From ^Cthirty thousand feet, can't beat the ^Amview ^FCrossed the Mississippi, watched the mountains over Tennessee Become a ^CCarolina sky that was so ^Amblue And still ain't seen ^Fnothing like And still ain't seen ^Amnothing like And still ain't seen ^Fnothing like Nothing like ^Cyou ^Am Nothing like ^Fyou ^G