Key: C
Introduction:
C
Down where I born it was heaven on earth.
F
The Flint River washes that red Georgia dirt.
C G
The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright.
C
We raised cotton, corn, a little cane, and kids.
F
You either lived on a farm or wish you did.
C G
Jesus always walked close by our side.
Dm G C F
F
Where I grew up, we rode in trucks.
C
There's a lot about life you can learn on a bus,
F
How to lie, how to fight, how to kiss, how to cuss.
C G
The closer we sat to the back, the smarter we got.
C
We were poor, we were ugly, we were all best friends.
F
White-eyed, baptized, and still wantin' to sin.
C G
Thank God we get more than just one shot.
Dm G C
Where I grew up, we rode in trucks.
G F C
That's us, haulin' hay in the field with the radio on.
G F Dm
That's us, headin' straight into town when the work is done.
G F C C/E
F
In my mind, I can still see us now, ridin' down Buck Island Road.
F Dm G
It wasn't that long ago.
C
We thought tobacco and beer in a can
F
Was all it would take to be like our old man.
C G
But I saw how it made my momma cry.
C
It was huntin' and fishin' and football games.
F Dm
Then it was girls, and everything changed,
G
In our lives.
Dm G C
Fallin' in and out of love, we rode in trucks.
G F C
That's us with our tailgates down in the parking lot.
G F Dm
That's us with mud on our tires when it rained a lot.
G F C C/E
F
In my mind, I can still see us now, ridin' down Buck Island Road.
Dm G F
G
It wasn't that long ago, it's apart of my soul. Yeah.
C
Down where I was born, it was heaven on earth.
F
The Flint River washes that red Georgia dirt.
C G
The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright.
Dm G C
Where I grew up, we rode in trucks.