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[Intro]
| F# | - | D#m7 | - |
| F# | - | D#m7 | - |
[Verse 1]
F#
Red
D#m7
I'm talking 'bout the sun coming up,
and the sun going down
F#
On a John Deere turning up a hard work check
D#m7
Making that blue collar country boy's neck
F#
Red
D#m7
I'm talking 'bout the color of them jerseys on a Friday
night
F#
At the end of another long hot dry summer
D#m7
'Tween the dust and the rust the trucks are half covered in
C#sus4
Red
[Pre-Chorus]
Like a bloodhound
Badd9
Tracking some white tail buck down
[Chorus]
F#
I ain't talking politics,
I'm talking small town
D#m7 B
And if you're from one you know what I'm talking 'bout
F#
It's everywhere I swear from the courthouse bricks
D#m7 B
To a crushed bud heavy can fading in the ditch
F#
Like the book of John, like a barn door
D#m7 B
And heart your hands over cause you're thankful for
F#
Every shipped off soul that was born to fight
D#m7 B
For a wind torn flag that's blue and white
[Interlude]
F# D#m7
And red
[Verse 2]
F#
Red
D#m7
I'm talkin' 'bout a county line stop sign full of bird shot
F#
The cup your beer's in sitting 'round a fire
Like your,
D#m7
bank account when you bought them tires
That led
[Pre-Chorus]
C#sus4 Badd9
You down a dirt road and got some red lips leaning
cross the console
[Chorus]
F#
I ain't talking politics,
I'm talking small town
D#m7 B
And if you're from one you know what I'm talking 'bout
F#
It's everywhere I swear from the courthouse bricks
D#m7 B
To a crushed bud heavy can fading in the ditch
F#
Like the book of John, like a barn door
D#m7 B
And heart your hands over cause you're thankful for
F#
Every shipped off soul that was born to fight
D#m7 B F#
For a wind torn flag that's blue and white
[Solo]
And red
[Bridge]
D#m7 B C#sus4
It don't matter who you are,
B
got your back if that's what you need
C#sus4 B
'Cause at the end of the day hey we all bleed
Red
[Chorus]
F#
I ain't talking politics,
I'm talking small town
D#m7 B
And if you're from one you know what I'm talking 'bout
F#
It's everywhere I swear from the courthouse bricks
D#m7 B
To a crushed bud heavy can fading in the ditch
F#
Like the book of John, like a barn door
D#m7 B
And heart your hands over cause you're thankful for
F#
Every shipped off soul that was born to fight
D#m7 B
For a wind torn flag that's blue and white
F#
And red
[Outro]
D#m7
Yeah a wind torn flag that's blue and white
F#
And red
D#m7 F#
Yeah a wind torn flag that's blue and white
And red
[Intro]
| F# | - | D#m7 | - |
| F# | - | D#m7 | - |
[Verse 1]
| F# | - | D#m7 | - |
| F# | - | D#m7 | - |
| F# | - | D#m7 | - |
| F# | - | D#m7 | - |
| C#sus4 | - |
Red
I'm talking 'bout the sun coming up,
and the sun going down
On a John Deere turning up a hard work check
Making that blue collar country boy's neck
Red
I'm talking 'bout the color of them jerseys on a Friday
night
At the end of another long hot dry summer
'Tween the dust and the rust the trucks are half covered in
Red
[Pre-Chorus]
| Badd9 | - |
Like a bloodhound
Tracking some white tail buck down
[Chorus]
| F# - | - - | D#m7 - | - B |
| F# - | - - | D#m7 - | B - |
| F# - | - - | D#m7 - | - B |
| F# - | - - | D#m7 - | B - |
I ain't talking politics,
I'm talking small town
And if you're from one you know what I'm talking 'bout
It's everywhere I swear from the courthouse bricks
To a crushed bud heavy can fading in the ditch
Like the book of John, like a barn door
And heart your hands over cause you're thankful for
Every shipped off soul that was born to fight
For a wind torn flag that's blue and white
[Interlude]
| F# | - | D#m7 | - |
And red
[Verse 2]
| F# | - | D#m7 | - |
| F# | - | D#m7 | - |
Red
I'm talkin' 'bout a county line stop sign full of bird shot
The cup your beer's in sitting 'round a fire
Like your,
bank account when you bought them tires
That led
[Pre-Chorus]
| C#sus4 | - | Badd9 | - |
You down a dirt road and got some red lips leaning
cross the console
[Chorus]
| F# - | - - | D#m7 - | - B |
| F# - | - - | D#m7 - | B - |
| F# - | - - | D#m7 - | - B |
| F# - | - - | D#m7 - | B - |
| F# - | - - |
I ain't talking politics,
I'm talking small town
And if you're from one you know what I'm talking 'bout
It's everywhere I swear from the courthouse bricks
To a crushed bud heavy can fading in the ditch
Like the book of John, like a barn door
And heart your hands over cause you're thankful for
Every shipped off soul that was born to fight
For a wind torn flag that's blue and white
[Solo]
And red
[Bridge]
| D#m7 - | - B |
| C#sus4 - | - - | B - | - - |
| C#sus4 - | - - | B - | - - |
It don't matter who you are,
got your back if that's what you need
'Cause at the end of the day hey we all bleed
Red
[Chorus]
| F# - | - - | D#m7 - | - B |
| F# - | - - | D#m7 - | B - |
| F# - | - - | D#m7 - | - B |
| F# - | - - | D#m7 - | B - |
| F# - | - - |
I ain't talking politics,
I'm talking small town
And if you're from one you know what I'm talking 'bout
It's everywhere I swear from the courthouse bricks
To a crushed bud heavy can fading in the ditch
Like the book of John, like a barn door
And heart your hands over cause you're thankful for
Every shipped off soul that was born to fight
For a wind torn flag that's blue and white
And red
[Outro]
| D#m7 | - |
| F# | - | D#m7 | - |
| F# |
Yeah a wind torn flag that's blue and white
And red
Yeah a wind torn flag that's blue and white
And red
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