Written by Luke Combs/Rob Snyder/Channing Wilson
C G Em7 D Seventeen you don't think that much about life, you just live it C G Em7 D Like kerosene dancing around a fire, but you're in it C G C G D So you jump right in, ain't afraid to fall, and you give it all C G Em7 D She got the best of me, she broke my heart C G Em7 D Now all thats left of me, is beating in this guitar C G Em7 D Every night a different town, she follows me around C G Em7 D So you get whats left of me, yeah you get whats left of me C G Em7 D Cause she got the best of me C G Em7 D I picked my self up off the floor and found something new worth living for C G Em7 D One dusty hand-me-down six string and a couple cords C G C G D I'm getting over her a little more with every song, so sing along