CHORDS: RVSHVD – Small Town Talk Chords on Piano & Ukulele

These are Small Town Talk chords by RVSHVD on Piano, Ukulele, Guitar, and Keyboard.

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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  The way I was raised up,
 I don't really say a lot
F#m
  I keep my mouth shut,
 a man's word is
all he's got
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  So if you've got to know
 the ins and outs of all
              D
 of my life story
Head down to Georgia

[Chorus 1]
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And let my small town talk,
it'll tell you all about me
          F#m
Them old grade school walks,
 chalkboards full of memories
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I learned right from wrong,
 to keep my word no matter
           D
what it costs (hmm)
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From that red brick church,
 where I finally came to Jesus
         F#m
To that cold red dirt,
where grandma's
resting peacful
      E
In a hundred years,

 I can try but ain't
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no way to say it all
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So let my small town talk

[Verse 2]
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  Out on main steet,
 you still see them tire marks
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  I was eighteen,
 she was the first to
 break my heart
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  Drank a fifth of Jack
 in daddy's Cadillac,
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it damn near killed me
And I still can't take
the feeling

[Chorus 2]
           A
So let my small town talk,
 it'll tell you all about me
          F#m
Them old grade school walks,
chalkboards full of memories
           E
I learned right from wrong,
 to keep my word no matter
           D
what it costs (hmm)
           A
From that red brick church,
 where I finally came to Jesus
         F#m
To that cold red dirt,
 where grandma's
 resting peacful
      E
In a hundred years,
I can try but ain't
                     D
 no way to say it all

[Bridge]
                     F#m
So let my small town talk
          E
Once in a while I take
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 a drive just to remind me
                       Bm
So if you're trying to find me

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[Chorus 3]
           A
So let my small town talk,
 it'll tell you all about me
          F#m
Them old grade school walks,
 chalkboards full of memories
           E
I learned right from wrong,
 to keep my word no matter
          D
what it costs
           A
From that red brick church,
where I finally came to Jesus
         F#m
To that cold red dirt,
where grandma's resting
peacful
      E
In a hundred years,
 I can try but ain't no
                 D
way to say it all

[Outro]
                     A
So let my small town talk
                  F#m
Let my small town talk
                  E
Let my small town talk
                  D
Let my small town talk
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