Capo on 1st
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Down the road where the black top ends, you can find Colt Ford with all his friends,
D Em
weâ´´re used to gravel roads, and fishinâ´´
C G
with cane poles, wasnâ´´t no swimminâ´´ pools, jus swimminâ´´ holes.
D Em C G
We was dirt road poor, and cane switched raised, Iâ´´ve been came a long way since back in them days,
D Em C G
been â´´round the world twice seen all fifty states, ate on thousand dollar china, but love sum paper plates
D Em C G
there aint nuthin wrong with them big city lights, but me, I prefer them slow country nights
D Em C G
where I can see the darkness come in and go, Most folks is honest, and they all speak slow
D Em C G
you can leave your door open, aint nuttinâ´´ gunna happen, most country folks sing, but I couldnâ´´t, so im rappin
D Em C G
I wanna show yall where I come from, and invite yall all down to any country town
D Em C G
Now before I pack and things and leave, thereâ´´s sumthin I need yall to understand
D Em C G
I seen alotta things in my life time, thatâ´´s why I walk the line, Iâ´´m just a simple man
D Em C G
and I aint'n the things for cheep thrills, but all my scars heel, so donâ´´t you ever cry for me,
D Em C G
I aint ashamed where Iâ´´m from, you always will come, take a ride through the country.
(verse 2)
D Em C G
Up, dressed, and gone by 5 am, heâ´´s country, and heâ´´s rappinâ´´ we gotta play him
D Em C G
folks been waitin for some one like me, to give â´´em some heart beats and spit that country
D Em C G
My jeans donâ´´t sag, they fit, they kinda tight, got on a white t-shirt, no nothinâ´´ but work.
D Em C G
Daylight til dark, thatâ´´s how I was bread, and Iâ´´ll keep beinâ´´ country til the day Iâ´´m dead
D Em C G
See, country folks eat biscuits called cat heads, bar-b-q, baked beans, sweet tea, and white bread
D Em C G
we like to fish and hunt, aint scared of a fight, love the Good Lord and believe in doinâ´´ right,
D Em C G
Got 4-wheel drives, some got mud on â´´em, you can keep your rolls roice, cuz baby, we donâ´´t want â´´em!
D Em C G
So now yall know exactly who I am, and if you aint into that, i donâ´´t give a damn!
D Em C G
Now before I pack and things and leave, thereâ´´s sumthin I need yall to understand
D Em C G
I seen alotta things in my life time, thatâ´´s why I walk the line, Iâ´´m just a simple man
D Em C G
and I aint'n the things for cheep thrills, but all my scars heel, so donâ´´t you ever cry for me,
D Em C G
I aint ashamed where Iâ´´m from, you always will come, take a ride through the country.
(verse 3)
D Em C G
You might see my on your t.v, but honey yeah, that donâ´´t mean a thing,
D Em C G
you see, Iâ´´m still that same â´´ol country boy, and thatâ´´s all Iâ´´ll ever be,
D Em C G
and sometime, those bright lights blind me, and make it hard for me to see,
D Em C G
but when I need to be reminded, I take a ride through the country
(verse 4)
D Em C G
At about 5 oâ´´clock on Friday afternoon, them country boys head down to the local saloon
D Em C G
you welcome to stop in and have a cold bottle, big city boys and stuck up super models,
D Em C G
we donâ´´t care where ya from, as long as you polite, cuz push come to shove and every one of us will fight
D Em C G
We mostly easy like Sunday morning, olâ´´ Colt came here to give yall fair warninâ´´,
D Em C G
country folks wont be pushed around, and theres some of us livinâ´´ in every town,
D Em C G
we believe in the Bible, and the U.S.A, work hard for what you want, itâ´´s the American way,
D Em C G
no body owe you nothinâ´´ supposed to earn your keep, but in a hard days work, get a good nights sleep,
D Em C G
I know some of yall think Coltâ´´s kinda odd, but Iâ´´m loud, proud and country by the grace of God!
D Em C G
Now before I pack and things and leave, thereâ´´s sumthin I need yall to understand
D Em C G
I seen alotta things in my life time, thatâ´´s why I walk the line, Iâ´´m just a simple man
D Em C G
and I aint'n the things for cheep thrills, but all my scars heel, so donâ´´t you ever cry for me,
D Em C G
I aint ashamed where Iâ´´m from, you always will come, take a ride through the country.