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[Intro]
| F Am7 | G Cadd9 | F Am7 |
[Verse 1]
G Cadd9 F
The way I talk,
Am7
I guess I got it from my pops
G
Product of some kneelin' down
Cadd9 F
In a town where the doors don't lock
Am7 G
And there's a million other people like me
Cadd9 F
From a scene a little more podunk than pop
Am7 G
I didn't choose being born in the sticks
Cadd9 F
And I'll be damned if I sound like something I ain't
Am7 G
For some folks, a backroad gets old
Cadd9
But for me, it just can't
[Chorus]
F
'Cause I'm from a small town,
Am7 G
southern drawl crowd
We're sippin' clear,
Cadd9 F Am7
drinkin' beer on a Friday night Every country girl
got on her cutoffs
G
Shakin' her hips,
Cadd9 F
take a trip, buddy tell me I'm a liar
Am7 G
Still circle up big trucks around a fire
Cadd9 F
Still kickin' up some dust behind the tires
Am7
Call it cliche, but hey,
G
just take it from me
Cadd9 F Am7
It's still goin' down out in the country
[Post-Chorus]
| G Cadd9 | F Am7 | G Cadd9 |
[Verse 2]
F Am7
Somewhere now, someone's out there
G
Sippin' on some hundred proof
Cadd9 F
Every day, a baby's born with some baby blues
Am7 G
A good ol' boy's got on his faded boots
Cadd9
Workin' a nine to five
F Am7
I'm just another southern hell raiser
G
Ain't breakin' ground
Cadd9
Makin' sound for them dropitdown tailgaters
F Am7
But y'all, that's all I know to say
G Cadd9
So if you think I'm full of it, ain't done it,
check the resume
[Chorus]
F
'Cause I'm from a small town,
Am7 G
southern drawl crowd
We're sippin' clear,
Cadd9 F Am7
drinkin' beer on a Friday night Every country girl
got on her cutoffs
G
Shakin' her hips,
Cadd9 F
take a trip, buddy tell me I'm a liar
Am7 G
Still circle up big trucks around a fire
Cadd9 F
Still kickin' up some dust behind the tires
Am7
Call it cliche, but hey,
G
just take it from me
Cadd9 F Am7
It's still goin' down out in the country
G Cadd9 F Am7 G Cadd9 F
'Cause I'm from a small town,
Am7 G
southern drawl crowd
We're sippin' clear,
Cadd9 F Am7
drinkin' beer on a Friday night Every country girl
got on her cutoffs
G
Shakin' her hips,
Cadd9 F
take a trip, buddy tell me I'm a liar
Am7 G
Still circle up big trucks around a fire
Cadd9 F
Still kickin' up some dust behind the tires
Am7
Call it cliche, but hey,
G
just take it from me
Cadd9 F Am7
It's still goin' down out in the country
[Outro]
| G Cadd9 | F Am7 | G Cadd9 |
[Intro]
| F Am7 | G Cadd9 | F Am7 |
[Verse 1]
| G Cadd9 |
| F Am7 | G Cadd9 | F Am7 | G Cadd9 |
| F Am7 | G Cadd9 | F Am7 | G Cadd9 |
The way I talk,
I guess I got it from my pops
Product of some kneelin' down
In a town where the doors don't lock
And there's a million other people like me
From a scene a little more podunk than pop
I didn't choose being born in the sticks
And I'll be damned if I sound like something I ain't
For some folks, a backroad gets old
But for me, it just can't
[Chorus]
| F Am7 | G Cadd9 | F Am7 | G Cadd9 |
| F Am7 | G Cadd9 | F Am7 | G Cadd9 |
| F Am7 |
'Cause I'm from a small town,
southern drawl crowd
We're sippin' clear,
drinkin' beer on a Friday night Every country girl
got on her cutoffs
Shakin' her hips,
take a trip, buddy tell me I'm a liar
Still circle up big trucks around a fire
Still kickin' up some dust behind the tires
Call it cliche, but hey,
just take it from me
It's still goin' down out in the country
[Post-Chorus]
| G Cadd9 | F Am7 | G Cadd9 |
[Verse 2]
| F Am7 | G Cadd9 | F Am7 | G Cadd9 |
| F Am7 | G Cadd9 | F Am7 | G Cadd9 |
Somewhere now, someone's out there
Sippin' on some hundred proof
Every day, a baby's born with some baby blues
A good ol' boy's got on his faded boots
Workin' a nine to five
I'm just another southern hell raiser
Ain't breakin' ground
Makin' sound for them dropitdown tailgaters
But y'all, that's all I know to say
So if you think I'm full of it, ain't done it,
check the resume
[Chorus]
| F Am7 | G Cadd9 | F Am7 | G Cadd9 |
| F Am7 | G Cadd9 | F Am7 | G Cadd9 |
| F Am7 | G Cadd9 | F Am7 | G Cadd9 |
| F Am7 | G Cadd9 | F Am7 | G Cadd9 |
| F Am7 | G Cadd9 | F Am7 | G Cadd9 |
| F Am7 |
'Cause I'm from a small town,
southern drawl crowd
We're sippin' clear,
drinkin' beer on a Friday night Every country girl
got on her cutoffs
Shakin' her hips,
take a trip, buddy tell me I'm a liar
Still circle up big trucks around a fire
Still kickin' up some dust behind the tires
Call it cliche, but hey,
just take it from me
It's still goin' down out in the country
'Cause I'm from a small town,
southern drawl crowd
We're sippin' clear,
drinkin' beer on a Friday night Every country girl
got on her cutoffs
Shakin' her hips,
take a trip, buddy tell me I'm a liar
Still circle up big trucks around a fire
Still kickin' up some dust behind the tires
Call it cliche, but hey,
just take it from me
It's still goin' down out in the country
[Outro]
| G Cadd9 | F Am7 | G Cadd9 |
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