Hi Nena i just wanted to tell you I’m playing guitar for 7 months now and I learned so many songs w you thank you so much for being here the way you explain everything was so understandable even though I’m not a native speaker I wouldn’t be playing guitar if I didn’t know you whenever I’m sad I sit and play Taylor songs and it helps me to go through my hard times you’re such an amazing person your vids makes me feel better cuz you’re so positive and full of love & energy I love you so much 🤍
I have guitar lessons on Saturday and I’m gonna keep watching you so I can keep learning before I do my lesson and I think that’s the same guitar as me cause isn’t that acoustic guitar cause that’s the one I’ve been playing well I’ve been playing I’ve only been playing for a day
“Our song is a slamming screen door. Sneaking out late, tapping on your window. When we’re on the phone and you talk real slow. Cause it’s late and your mama don’t know.” Been missing your play alongs Nena! I was wondering if you could do some more Gracie Abrams song especially from her new album? Thank you ❤
I was ridin' shotgun with my hair undone In the front seat of his car He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel The other on my heart I look around, turn the radio down He says, "Baby, is something wrong?" I say, "Nothing, I was just thinkin' how we don't have a song" And he says Our song is the slamming screen door Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window When we're on the phone, and you talk real slow 'Cause it's late, and your mama don't know Our song is the way you laugh The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have" And when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen" Asking God if he could play it again I was walkin' up the front porch steps after everything that day Had gone all wrong and been trampled on And lost and thrown away Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin' bed I almost didn't notice all the roses And the note that said Our song is the slamming screen door Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window When we're on the phone, and you talk real slow 'Cause it's late, and your mama don't know Our song is the way you laugh The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss her and I should have" And when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen" Asking God if he could play it again I've heard every album, listened to the radio Waited for something to come along That was as good as our song 'Cause our song is the slamming screen door Sneakin' out late, tapping on his window When we're on the phone, and he talks real slow 'Cause it's late, and his mama don't know Our song is the way he laughs The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss him, and I should have" And when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen" Askin' God if he could play it again, play it again Oh, yeah Oh, oh yeah I was ridin' shotgun with my hair undone In the front seat of his car I grabbed a pen and an old napkin And I wrote down our song
Nena, please do "sad beautiful tragic" tutorial but red tour live version. The way she played it on guitar is amazing on her red tour and you're the only one who can share her strumming and chords ❤❤❤❤
I was ridin' shotgun with my hair undone In the front seat of his car He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel The other on my heart I look around, turn the radio down He says, "Baby, is something wrong?" I say, "Nothing, I was just thinkin' how we don't have a song" And he says Our song is the slamming screen door Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window When we're on the phone, and you talk real slow 'Cause it's late, and your mama don't know Our song is the way you laugh The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have" And when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen" Asking God if he could play it again I was walkin' up the front porch steps after everything that day Had gone all wrong and been trampled on And lost and thrown away Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin' bed I almost didn't notice all the roses And the note that said Our song is the slamming screen door Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window When we're on the phone, and you talk real slow 'Cause it's late, and your mama don't know Our song is the way you laugh The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss her and I should have" And when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen" Asking God if he could play it again I've heard every album, listened to the radio Waited for something to come along That was as good as our song 'Cause our song is the slamming screen door Sneakin' out late, tapping on his window When we're on the phone, and he talks real slow 'Cause it's late, and his mama don't know Our song is the way he laughs The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss him, and I should have" And when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen" Askin' God if he could play it again, play it again Oh, yeah Oh, oh yeah I was ridin' shotgun with my hair undone In the front seat of his car I grabbed a pen and an old napkin And I wrote down our song
I was ridin' shotgun with my hair undone In the front seat of his car He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel The other on my heart I look around, turn the radio down He says, "Baby, is something wrong?" I say, "Nothing, I was just thinkin' how we don't have a song" And he says Our song is the slamming screen door Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window When we're on the phone, and you talk real slow 'Cause it's late, and your mama don't know Our song is the way you laugh The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have" And when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen" Asking God if he could play it again I was walkin' up the front porch steps after everything that day Had gone all wrong and been trampled on And lost and thrown away Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin' bed I almost didn't notice all the roses And the note that said Our song is the slamming screen door Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window When we're on the phone, and you talk real slow 'Cause it's late, and your mama don't know Our song is the way you laugh The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss her and I should have" And when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen" Asking God if he could play it again I've heard every album, listened to the radio Waited for something to come along That was as good as our song 'Cause our song is the slamming screen door Sneakin' out late, tapping on his window When we're on the phone, and he talks real slow 'Cause it's late, and his mama don't know Our song is the way he laughs The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss him, and I should have" And when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen" Askin' God if he could play it again, play it again Oh, yeah Oh, oh yeah I was ridin' shotgun with my hair undone In the front seat of his car I grabbed a pen and an old napkin And I wrote down our song
I was ridin' shotgun with my hair undone In the front seat of his car He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel The other on my heart I look around, turn the radio down He says, "Baby, is something wrong?" I say, "Nothing, I was just thinkin' how we don't have a song" And he says Our song is the slamming screen door Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window When we're on the phone, and you talk real slow 'Cause it's late, and your mama don't know Our song is the way you laugh The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have" And when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen" Asking God if he could play it again I was walkin' up the front porch steps after everything that day Had gone all wrong and been trampled on And lost and thrown away Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin' bed I almost didn't notice all the roses And the note that said Our song is the slamming screen door Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window When we're on the phone, and you talk real slow 'Cause it's late, and your mama don't know Our song is the way you laugh The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss her and I should have" And when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen" Asking God if he could play it again I've heard every album, listened to the radio Waited for something to come along That was as good as our song 'Cause our song is the slamming screen door Sneakin' out late, tapping on his window When we're on the phone, and he talks real slow 'Cause it's late, and his mama don't know Our song is the way he laughs The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss him, and I should have" And when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen" Askin' God if he could play it again, play it again Oh, yeah Oh, oh yeah I was ridin' shotgun with my hair undone In the front seat of his car I grabbed a pen and an old napkin And I wrote down our song
Hi Nena i just wanted to tell you I’m playing guitar for 7 months now and I learned so many songs w you thank you so much for being here the way you explain everything was so understandable even though I’m not a native speaker I wouldn’t be playing guitar if I didn’t know you whenever I’m sad I sit and play Taylor songs and it helps me to go through my hard times you’re such an amazing person your vids makes me feel better cuz you’re so positive and full of love & energy I love you so much 🤍
ily Nena, please never stop doing tutorialss
Nenaaaaa thankuuu was waiting for it so long you made my dayy❤❤❤❤
OMG! I always wanted this! thank you Nena🥰🥰
Você canta e toca muito bem
Seus vídeos ensinando tocar violão têm sido incríveis pra mim❤
I have guitar lessons on Saturday and I’m gonna keep watching you so I can keep learning before I do my lesson and I think that’s the same guitar as me cause isn’t that acoustic guitar cause that’s the one I’ve been playing well I’ve been playing I’ve only been playing for a day
this is so good, ur vocals & the strumming, your best playalong yet !! :)
thank you so much! Been waiting for someone to do this song for so long! not to mention how enjoyable you are to watch x
I know it’s early... But my life is complete. 🥺😭❤️❤️❤️❤️ Love you
It’s been a long time coming!!!!!!
Super relaxing to watch your covers! Just subscribed!
Omg!! Thanks for posting this. Could you please do "Mary's song?" I can't find a good video on it.
THANK YOUUU SO MUCH I'VE ALWAYS WANTED TO PLAYY THISSS
2:33 (5 seconds before the bridge) (for my use, feel free to use if you’re learning that part too)
THIS IS GORGEOUS.
“Our song is a slamming screen door. Sneaking out late, tapping on your window. When we’re on the phone and you talk real slow. Cause it’s late and your mama don’t know.”
Been missing your play alongs Nena! I was wondering if you could do some more Gracie Abrams song especially from her new album? Thank you ❤
thank you nenaa! ❤️❤️
Please make the guitar tutorial of “all of the girls you loved before” please please
I think she did!
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I was ridin' shotgun with my hair undone
In the front seat of his car
He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel
The other on my heart
I look around, turn the radio down
He says, "Baby, is something wrong?"
I say, "Nothing, I was just thinkin' how we don't have a song"
And he says
Our song is the slamming screen door
Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window
When we're on the phone, and you talk real slow
'Cause it's late, and your mama don't know
Our song is the way you laugh
The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have"
And when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen"
Asking God if he could play it again
I was walkin' up the front porch steps after everything that day
Had gone all wrong and been trampled on
And lost and thrown away
Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin' bed
I almost didn't notice all the roses
And the note that said
Our song is the slamming screen door
Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window
When we're on the phone, and you talk real slow
'Cause it's late, and your mama don't know
Our song is the way you laugh
The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss her and I should have"
And when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen"
Asking God if he could play it again
I've heard every album, listened to the radio
Waited for something to come along
That was as good as our song
'Cause our song is the slamming screen door
Sneakin' out late, tapping on his window
When we're on the phone, and he talks real slow
'Cause it's late, and his mama don't know
Our song is the way he laughs
The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss him, and I should have"
And when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen"
Askin' God if he could play it again, play it again
Oh, yeah
Oh, oh yeah
I was ridin' shotgun with my hair undone
In the front seat of his car
I grabbed a pen and an old napkin
And I wrote down our song
amazing! and you look so happy performing taylor's songs 😍
WHEN I SAW THE NOTIFICATION I DIDN'T BELIEVE IT
I MISSED YOUR TUTORIALS SO MUCH!!!!!
Yesterday I was finding Tay Tay's our song guitar tutorial from you..Yeah I got it🥺❤️
she’s know what we want❤
next tim mcgraw plis
Nena, please do "sad beautiful tragic" tutorial but red tour live version.
The way she played it on guitar is amazing on her red tour and you're the only one who can share her strumming and chords ❤❤❤❤
No Capo / G D Am C / Strumming: DDUDU(2x per chord). This is how I play the song😉
@@Fabio-jc9ew Thank you so much ❤️
She’s amazin
Gracias por los yutoriales, tus PDF me ayudan mucho gracias mil mil gracias amiga 😭😭😭😭😭😭 eres la mejor saludos desde Bolivia 🇧🇴l😘🥳🤠🤠💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚
She's back ❤
Youreww
Roses are red violets are blue if God made me beautiful what happen to you ooo p
Hahahahahaha❤
You sucks
i remember when u said u performed this on a talent show or something :,)
I have missed new play alongs so much.....can't wait to learn this one❣️
Thanks a lot ms nena
You’re beautiful/lovely ❤❤❤❤ at playing guitar 🥰 Nena I love your beautiful smile 🥹 LOVE YOU SO MUCH !!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️🥰🤩
thank you for this 💗
WE ARE BACK BABYYYY!!!!!!!!
WOW! ❤
Ou suck😅
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I love it! 💕😸👏
OWEMJI YEEEEYY
Can u pls do timelesss 🥺
watch hitting the bridge and making clicking sound?
could you do mary's song? pls pls PLS
BEAUTIFUL BABE❤🎉😊
🥰🥰🥰
오랜만입니다?
멋진 친구의 연주를 매우 돟아합니다 유익한 채널~^~멋진 비트와 노래가 매우 아름답습니다 최고의 뮤지션입니다❤
Guys is it easy to learn guitar?
No I’m trying rn
Nothing is easy but nothing is hard if you understand and actually try:)
big slay
Taylor Mary Martinez Matthew Williams Carol
nice job ... yet somehow that D in the chorus seems out of place ..?? perhaps Em A Em G A D...
I'm sorry, my daughter is a person.
can you please do an illicit affairs tutorial?🥲
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I was ridin' shotgun with my hair undone
In the front seat of his car
He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel
The other on my heart
I look around, turn the radio down
He says, "Baby, is something wrong?"
I say, "Nothing, I was just thinkin' how we don't have a song"
And he says
Our song is the slamming screen door
Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window
When we're on the phone, and you talk real slow
'Cause it's late, and your mama don't know
Our song is the way you laugh
The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have"
And when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen"
Asking God if he could play it again
I was walkin' up the front porch steps after everything that day
Had gone all wrong and been trampled on
And lost and thrown away
Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin' bed
I almost didn't notice all the roses
And the note that said
Our song is the slamming screen door
Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window
When we're on the phone, and you talk real slow
'Cause it's late, and your mama don't know
Our song is the way you laugh
The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss her and I should have"
And when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen"
Asking God if he could play it again
I've heard every album, listened to the radio
Waited for something to come along
That was as good as our song
'Cause our song is the slamming screen door
Sneakin' out late, tapping on his window
When we're on the phone, and he talks real slow
'Cause it's late, and his mama don't know
Our song is the way he laughs
The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss him, and I should have"
And when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen"
Askin' God if he could play it again, play it again
Oh, yeah
Oh, oh yeah
I was ridin' shotgun with my hair undone
In the front seat of his car
I grabbed a pen and an old napkin
And I wrote down our song
I was ridin' shotgun with my hair undone
In the front seat of his car
He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel
The other on my heart
I look around, turn the radio down
He says, "Baby, is something wrong?"
I say, "Nothing, I was just thinkin' how we don't have a song"
And he says
Our song is the slamming screen door
Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window
When we're on the phone, and you talk real slow
'Cause it's late, and your mama don't know
Our song is the way you laugh
The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have"
And when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen"
Asking God if he could play it again
I was walkin' up the front porch steps after everything that day
Had gone all wrong and been trampled on
And lost and thrown away
Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin' bed
I almost didn't notice all the roses
And the note that said
Our song is the slamming screen door
Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window
When we're on the phone, and you talk real slow
'Cause it's late, and your mama don't know
Our song is the way you laugh
The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss her and I should have"
And when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen"
Asking God if he could play it again
I've heard every album, listened to the radio
Waited for something to come along
That was as good as our song
'Cause our song is the slamming screen door
Sneakin' out late, tapping on his window
When we're on the phone, and he talks real slow
'Cause it's late, and his mama don't know
Our song is the way he laughs
The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss him, and I should have"
And when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen"
Askin' God if he could play it again, play it again
Oh, yeah
Oh, oh yeah
I was ridin' shotgun with my hair undone
In the front seat of his car
I grabbed a pen and an old napkin
And I wrote down our song
I was ridin' shotgun with my hair undone
In the front seat of his car
He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel
The other on my heart
I look around, turn the radio down
He says, "Baby, is something wrong?"
I say, "Nothing, I was just thinkin' how we don't have a song"
And he says
Our song is the slamming screen door
Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window
When we're on the phone, and you talk real slow
'Cause it's late, and your mama don't know
Our song is the way you laugh
The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have"
And when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen"
Asking God if he could play it again
I was walkin' up the front porch steps after everything that day
Had gone all wrong and been trampled on
And lost and thrown away
Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin' bed
I almost didn't notice all the roses
And the note that said
Our song is the slamming screen door
Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window
When we're on the phone, and you talk real slow
'Cause it's late, and your mama don't know
Our song is the way you laugh
The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss her and I should have"
And when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen"
Asking God if he could play it again
I've heard every album, listened to the radio
Waited for something to come along
That was as good as our song
'Cause our song is the slamming screen door
Sneakin' out late, tapping on his window
When we're on the phone, and he talks real slow
'Cause it's late, and his mama don't know
Our song is the way he laughs
The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss him, and I should have"
And when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen"
Askin' God if he could play it again, play it again
Oh, yeah
Oh, oh yeah
I was ridin' shotgun with my hair undone
In the front seat of his car
I grabbed a pen and an old napkin
And I wrote down our song