[Intro] F Am7 G C x2 [Verse 1] F Am7 The way I talk, I guess I got it from my pops G Probably took some kneelin' down C F In a town where the doors don't lock Am7 And there's a million other G people like me C From a scene a little more F podunk than pop Am7 I didn't choose being born G in the sticks C And I'll be damned if I sound F like something I ain't Am7 For some folks, G the backroad gets old C But for me, it just can't
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[Chorus]
F Am7
'Cause I'm from a small town,
G
southern drawl crowd
C
We're sippin' clear, drinkin'
beer on a Friday night
Am7
Every country girl got on a cutoff
G C
Shakin' her hips, take a trip,
F
but he tell me I'm a liar
Am7
So circle up big trucks
G
around a fire
C
Still kickin' up some dust
F
behind the tires
Am7
Call it cliché, but hey,
G
just take it from me
C
It's still goin' down out
F
in the country
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[Interlude]
Am7 G C
F Am7 G C
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[Verse 2] F Am7 Somewhere now, someone's out there G Sippin' on some hundred proof C Every day, a baby's born with F some baby blues Am7 A good ol' boy's got G on his faded boots C Workin' a nine to five F Am7 I'm just another southern hell raiser G Ain't breakin' ground C Makin' sound for them drop-it-down tailgaters F Am7 But y'all, that's all I know to say G So if you think I'm full of it, C ain't gonna check the resume [Chorus] F Am7 'Cause I'm from a small town, G southern drawl crowd C We're sippin' clear, drinkin' F beer on a Friday night Am7 Every country girl got on a cutoff G C Shakin' her hips, take a trip, F but he tell me I'm a liar Am7 G So circle up big trucks around a fire C Still kickin' up some dust F behind the tires Am7 Call it cliché, but hey, G just take it from me C It's still goin' down out F in the country
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[Interlude] Am7 G C F Am7 G C [Chorus] F Am7 'Cause I'm from a small town, G southern drawl crowd C We're sippin' clear, drinkin' F beer on a Friday night Am7 Every country girl got on a cutoff G C Shakin' her hips, take a trip, F but he tell me I'm a liar Am7 G So circle up big trucks around a fire C Still kickin' up some dust F behind the tires Am7 Call it cliché, but hey, G just take it from me C It's still goin' down out F in the country [Outro] Am7 G C F Am7 G C
