CHORDS: HARDY feat. Morgan Wallen – Red Chords on Piano & Ukulele
These are Red chords by HARDY feat. Morgan Wallen on Piano, Ukulele, Guitar, and Keyboard.
[Intro]
D Bm7 D Bm7
[Verse 1]
D
Red
Bm7
I'm talking ’bout the sun coming
up and the sun going down
D
On a John Deere, turning
Bm7
up a hard work check
Bm7
Making that blue collar
country boy's neck
D
Red
Bm7
I'm talking ’bout the color
of them jerseys on
a Friday night
D
At the end of another long,
hot, dry summer
Bm7
'Tween the dust and the rust,
the trucks are half
A
covered in red
A
Like a bloodhound
G
Tracking some
whitetail buck down
[Chorus]
D
I ain't talking politics,
I'm talking small town
Bm
And if you're from one,
you know what
I'm talking 'bout
G D
It's everywhere, I swear,
from the courthouse bricks
Bm
To a crushed Bud heavy
G
can fading in the ditch
D
Like the book of John,
like a barn door
Bm
And hearts your hand’s
over ’cause you're thankful for
G D
Every shipped off soul
that was born to fight
Bm
For a wind-torn flag that’s
G D Bm7 G
blue and white and red
[Verse 2]
D
Red
Bm7
I'm talkin' 'bout a county
line stop sign full of birdshot
D
The cup your beer’s
in sitting 'round a fire
Bm7
Like your bank account
when you bought them tires
A
That led
A
You down a dirt road
G
And got some red lips
leaning cross the console
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[Chorus]
D
I ain't talking politics,
I'm talking small town
Bm
And if you're from one,
you know what I'm talking 'bout
G D
It's everywhere, I swear,
from the courthouse bricks
Bm
To a crushed Bud heavy
G
can fading in the ditch
D
Like the book of John,
like a barn door
Bm
And hearts your hand’s over
’cause you're thankful for
G D
Every shipped off soul
that was born to fight
Bm
For a wind-torn flag that’s
G D Bm7
blue and white and red
[Bridge]
G A
It don't matter who you are
Got your back if
G
that's what you need
A
'Cause at the end of the day
G
Hey, we all bleed
G
Red
[Chorus]
D
I ain't talking politics,
I'm talking small town
Bm
And if you're from one,
you know what I'm talking 'bout
G D
It's everywhere, I swear,
from the courthouse bricks
Bm
To a crushed Bud heavy
G
can fading in the ditch
D
Like the book of John,
like a barn door
Bm
And hearts your hand’s over
’cause you're thankful for
G D
Every shipped off soul
that was born to fight
Bm
For a wind-torn flag
G
that’s blue and
D Bm7 G
white and red
[Outro]
Bm
Yeah, a wind-torn flag
D
that's blue and white and red
Bm
Yeah, a wind-torn flag that's
D
blue and white and red

