A Hundred Years Old chords - Spencer Brittney

See also: Brittney Spencer Lyrics
CAPO: 4th FRET
 
[Intro]
F  C  Em  Am
                 F  C  G  G
A hundred years old
 
 
[Verse]
 F                         C
Lately I've been drinkin' way too much
 Em                       Am
Wait there just to roll another one
 F                      C             G  G
Numb myself before the feeling comes on
 
   F                        C
I tell myself that I don't give a shit
     Em                     Am
I'm starvin' and too broken to admit
     F                    C
I'm never really getting used to it
G
Oh oh oh oh
 
 
[Chorus]
       F                    C
See I thought that I'd be okay now
 G                Am
Waiting on it any day now
     F                   C
The hand on the clock reminds me
     G                      Am
You still got a hold of my soul
 
   F                      C
I wake up staring at the ceiling
 G                           Am
Waiting for the day I don't feel it
    F                  C
Whoever said time can heal the heart
 G                           Am
Must've been a hundred years old
 
F   C   G   Am
 
 
[Verse]
        F                    C
I can't go anywhere that we used to go
 Em                         Am
Play half the songs on the radio
 F                           C           G       Am
Talk to the friends that we used to know-ow-ow-ow
 
       F                   C
And I can't write another love song
 Em                    Am
Sleep on the side that you were on
 F                   C
Not till your body (prentice)
   G
Go on-on-on-o-on
 
 
[Chorus]
          F                    C
'Cause I thought that I'd be okay now
 G                Am
Waiting on it any day now
     F                   C
The hand on the clock reminds me
     G                      Am
You still got a hold of my soul
 
   F                      C
I wake up staring at the ceiling
 G                           Am
Waiting for the day I don't feel it
    F                  C
Whoever said time can heal the heart
 G                           Am
Must've been a hundred years old
 
 
[Post-Chorus]
                 F
A hundred years old
       C                           G
Yeah, yeah, yeah, a hundred years old
      Am
They must've been
 
    F                  C
Whoever said time can heal the heart
 G                           Am
Must've been a hundred years old
 
 
[Break]
                 F
A hundred years old
                F
For all that I know
                G
I'll never get close
         Am           G          F
And if I do that's a long way to go
 
             F
Do you even care
           F        G
If I ever get theeeeere
 
 
[Chorus]
   F                    C      G      Am
I thought that I'd be okay now-ow, ey-uh
      F                 C
Just waiting on it any day now
 G
Waiting on it any day
 
 
[Chorus]
   F                    C
I thought that I'd be okay now
 G                Am
Waiting on it any day now
     F                   C
The hand on the clock reminds me
     G                      Am
You still got a hold of my soul
 
   F                      C
I wake up staring at the ceiling
 E                           Am
Waiting for the day I don't feel it
    F                  C
Whoever said time can heal the heart
 G                           Am
Must've been a hundred years old
 
 
[Post-Chorus]
                 F   C
A hundred years old
                 G
A hundred years old
      Am
They must've been
 
          F                  C
Yeah, whoever said time can heal the heart
 G                           Am
Must've been a hundred years old
 
 
[Outro]
                 F
A hundred years old
      C
I'll never be
                 G
A hundred years old
          Am
Naw, naw, naw, naw
 
    F                  C
Whoever said time can heal the heart
 G                           Am
Must've been a hundred years old
 
          F                        C  Am
And I'll never be a hundred years old
   G      F
Oh no way
   C     Am  G  F
Oh no way



How to play "A Hundred Years Old" by Spencer Brittney on guitar

- **Capo Placement:**
  Place the capo on the 4th fret to match the song's key.

- **Chords Used:**
  F, C, Em, Am, G

- **Chord Shapes with Capo:**
  F:  133211
  C:  x32010
  Em: 022000
  Am: x02210
  G:  320003

- **Intro:**
  - Strum F, C, Em, Am in a steady rhythm.
  - Follow with F, C, G, G.
  - Emphasize the transition to "A hundred years old".

- **Verse Strumming Pattern:**
  - Use a down-down-up-up-down-up pattern for a smooth feel.
  - F (2 bars), C (2 bars), Em (2 bars), Am (2 bars).
  - Maintain a gentle, flowing rhythm to reflect the reflective mood.

- **Verse Transitions:**
  - Focus on smooth transitions between chords.
  - Particularly from Em to Am and F to C.

- **Chorus Dynamics:**
  - Increase the intensity slightly.
  - Strum F, C, G, Am with emphasis on the downbeats.
  - Ensure the rhythm stays consistent to support the lyrical emphasis.

- **Chorus Strumming Pattern:**
  - Use a more energetic pattern, down-down-up-up-down-up.
  - Highlight the first beat of each measure for impact.

- **Verse 2 and Chorus 2:**
  - Follow the same patterns as Verse 1 and Chorus 1.
  - Maintain the emotional consistency of the song.

- **Post-Chorus:**
  - Continue with F, C, G, Am.
  - Use a softer strumming to reflect the reflective nature.

- **Break Section:**
  - Follow the chords F, F, G, Am.
  - Play with softer dynamics, almost like a bridge.

- **Outro:**
  - Gradually soften the strumming.
  - End with F, C, G, Am.

- **Common Mistakes:**
  - Rushing the transitions between chords.
  - Inconsistent strumming patterns.
  - Not placing enough emphasis on the downbeats in the chorus.

**Song Facts:**
"A Hundred Years Old" by Spencer Brittney is a reflective ballad
about the enduring pain of lost love. The lyrics express a deep
sense of longing and the difficulty of moving on. The song suggests
that time, often seen as a healer, feels insufficient to mend the
heartbreak. Spencer Brittney is known for her emotive songwriting
and powerful vocal delivery, often touching on themes of personal
struggle and emotional resilience.