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[Intro]
| G#m | E | G#m | F# |
| - |
[Verse 1]
E
Wouldn't trade this holler
G#m
For a stonecold million dollars
F#
My green all comes blue collar,
and I'm all good with that
E
This world's been changin'
G#m
But these folks 'round here,
they ain't been
F#
They all still windshield wavin' when they slow rollin'
past
[Pre-Chorus]
E G#m
We could live a little higher on the hog
F#
But I don't think that we'd be no better off
[Chorus]
E G#m
Not everybody got that spot out in the forty
F#
Some tenpoint buck they shot,
hangin' like a velvet trophy
E
Fridays and parkin' lots,
G#m
outside of somewhere holy
F#
Not everybody likes this kind of life, but we do,
E
don't we?
G#m
Still workin' hard like my daddy told me
F#
Still keepin' lowkey
Still ridin' high behind them low beams
E
If you write home about,
G#m
there's nowhere you don't know me
F#
Not everybody thinks we got it made, but we do,
E G#m F#
don't we?
[Verse 2]
E G#m
It might be simple, but these two lanes,
they my temple
F#
And that river rollin' gentle wash my worries away
E
I used to hate it,
G#m
but I travel lots of pavements
F#
And there ain't no better places as the end of the day
[Pre-Chorus]
E G#m
So I pass the play and thank the Lord He put me here
F#
And pray that times like mine don't ever disappear
[Chorus]
E G#m
Not everybody got that spot out in the forty
F#
Some tenpoint buck they shot,
hangin' like a velvet trophy
E
Fridays and parkin' lots,
G#m
outside of somewhere holy
F#
Not everybody likes this kind of life, but we do,
E
don't we?
G#m
Still workin' hard like my daddy told me
F#
Still keepin' lowkey
Still ridin' high behind them low beams
E
If you write home about,
G#m
there's nowhere you don't know me
F#
Not everybody thinks we got it made, but we do,
E
don't we?
[Post-Chorus]
G#m F#
Yeah
E
But we do, don't we?
G#m F# E
Not everybody takes off their hat
[Bridge]
G#m
Stands for the flag
F#
That them boys overseas got on they sleeve
E
Not everybody dies where they born
G#m
Takes a field full of corn
F#
And turns it into whiskey,
say it with me
Yeah, we do, don't we?
[Chorus]
E G#m
Not everybody got that spot out in the forty
F#
Some tenpoint buck they shot,
hangin' like a velvet trophy
E
Fridays and parkin' lots,
G#m
outside of somewhere holy
F#
Not everybody likes this kind of life, but we do,
E
don't we?
G#m
Still workin' hard like my daddy told me
F#
Still keepin' lowkey
Still ridin' high behind them low beams
E
If you write home about,
G#m
there's nowhere you don't know me
F#
Not everybody thinks we got it made, but we do,
E
don't we?
[Outro]
G#m F#
Not everybody got that spot out in the forty
E
Fridays and parkin' lots,
G#m
outside of somewhere holy
F#
Not everybody likes this kind of life, but we do,
G#m
don't we?
[Intro]
| G#m | E | G#m | F# |
| - |
[Verse 1]
| E | G#m | F# |
| - | E | G#m | F# |
| - |
Wouldn't trade this holler
For a stonecold million dollars
My green all comes blue collar,
and I'm all good with that
This world's been changin'
But these folks 'round here,
they ain't been
They all still windshield wavin' when they slow rollin'
past
[Pre-Chorus]
| E | G#m | F# |
| - |
We could live a little higher on the hog
But I don't think that we'd be no better off
[Chorus]
| E | G#m | F# |
| - | E | G#m | F# |
| - | E | G#m | F# |
| - | E | G#m | F# |
| - | E | G#m | F# |
| - |
Not everybody got that spot out in the forty
Some tenpoint buck they shot,
hangin' like a velvet trophy
Fridays and parkin' lots,
outside of somewhere holy
Not everybody likes this kind of life, but we do,
don't we?
Still workin' hard like my daddy told me
Still keepin' lowkey
Still ridin' high behind them low beams
If you write home about,
there's nowhere you don't know me
Not everybody thinks we got it made, but we do,
don't we?
[Verse 2]
| E | G#m | F# |
| - | E | G#m | F# |
| - |
It might be simple, but these two lanes,
they my temple
And that river rollin' gentle wash my worries away
I used to hate it,
but I travel lots of pavements
And there ain't no better places as the end of the day
[Pre-Chorus]
| E | G#m | F# |
| - |
So I pass the play and thank the Lord He put me here
And pray that times like mine don't ever disappear
[Chorus]
| E | G#m | F# |
| - | E | G#m | F# |
| - | E | G#m | F# |
| - | E | G#m | F# |
| - | E |
Not everybody got that spot out in the forty
Some tenpoint buck they shot,
hangin' like a velvet trophy
Fridays and parkin' lots,
outside of somewhere holy
Not everybody likes this kind of life, but we do,
don't we?
Still workin' hard like my daddy told me
Still keepin' lowkey
Still ridin' high behind them low beams
If you write home about,
there's nowhere you don't know me
Not everybody thinks we got it made, but we do,
don't we?
[Post-Chorus]
| G#m | F# |
| - | E | G#m | F# |
| - | E |
Yeah
But we do, don't we?
Not everybody takes off their hat
[Bridge]
| G#m | F# |
| - | E | G#m | F# |
| - |
Stands for the flag
That them boys overseas got on they sleeve
Not everybody dies where they born
Takes a field full of corn
And turns it into whiskey,
say it with me
Yeah, we do, don't we?
[Chorus]
| E | G#m | F# |
| - | E | G#m | F# |
| - | E | G#m | F# |
| - | E | G#m | F# |
| - | E |
Not everybody got that spot out in the forty
Some tenpoint buck they shot,
hangin' like a velvet trophy
Fridays and parkin' lots,
outside of somewhere holy
Not everybody likes this kind of life, but we do,
don't we?
Still workin' hard like my daddy told me
Still keepin' lowkey
Still ridin' high behind them low beams
If you write home about,
there's nowhere you don't know me
Not everybody thinks we got it made, but we do,
don't we?
[Outro]
| G#m | F# |
| - | E | G#m | F# |
| - | G#m |
Not everybody got that spot out in the forty
Fridays and parkin' lots,
outside of somewhere holy
Not everybody likes this kind of life, but we do,
don't we?
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