We Rode In Trucks chords

Bryan Luke

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Simplify chords 

  			Intro 
E    A     E     A 

verse 1 
           E 
Down where I born it was heaven on earth. 
    A 
The Flint River washes that red Georgia dirt. 
E                                     B 
The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright. 
          E 
We raised cotton, corn, a little cane, and kids. 
           A 
You either lived on a farm or wish you did. 
E                               B 
Jesus always walked close by our side. 
            F#m  B           E          A     E     A 
Where I grew up, we rode in trucks. 

verse 2 
        E 
There's a lot about life you can learn on a bus, 
       A 
How to lie, how to fight, how to kiss, how to cuss. 
    E                                         B 
The closer we sat to the back, the smarter we got. 
        E 
We were poor, we were ugly, we were all best friends. 
A 
White-eyed, baptized, and still wantin' to sin. 
E                                   B 
Thank God we get more than just one shot. 
            F#m  B           E 
Where I grew up, we rode in trucks. 

Chorus 
       B          A                               E 
That's us, haulin' hay in the field with the radio on. 
       B           A                          F#m 
That's us, headin' straight into town when the work is done. 
      B            A                  E         E/G#           A 
In my mind, I can still see us now, ridin' down Buck Island Road. 
A                   F#m           B 
It wasn't that long ago. 

verse 3 
E 
We thought tobacco and beer in a can 
A 
Was all it would take to be like our old man. 
    E                         B 
But I saw how it made my momma cry. 
       E 
It was huntin' and fishin' and football games. 
A                                F#m 
Then it was girls, and everything changed, 
        B 
In our lives. 
                      F#m   B           E 
Fallin' in and out of love, we rode in trucks. 

Chorus 2 
       B           A                      E 
That's us with our tailgates down in the parking lot. 
       B       A                    F#m 
That's us with mud on our tires when it rained a lot. 
     B            A                 E           E/G#           A 
In my mind, I can still see us now, ridin' down Buck Island Road. 
                    F#m                 B                 A     B 
It wasn't that long ago, it's apart of my soul. Yeah. 

Outro 
           E 
Down where I was born, it was heaven on earth. 
    A 
The Flint River washes that red Georgia dirt. 
E                                     B 
The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright. 
            F#m  B               E 
Where I grew up, we rode in trucks.