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Brantley Gilbert - Dirt Road Anthem chords
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Intro Bm D G D Chorus Yeah (Bm) I'm chillin on a dirt (D) road. Laid back (G) swervin' like I'm George (D) Jones Smoke (Bm) rollin' out the win (D) dow An ice cold beer (G) sittin in the con (D)sole. Memory (Bm) Lane up in the head (D) lights. got me remi (G) niscing on the good (D) times (Bm) said I'm turnin' off the real (D) life drive and that's right (G) hittin easy street on mud (D) tires Verse (Bm) back in the day Potts' farm was the place to (D)go load the truck up hit the dirt road (G) Jump the barbwire, spread the (D) word light the bon fire , then call the girls (Bm) king in the can, and the Marlboro (D) man Jack and Jim were a few good men we (G) learned how to kiss and cuss and fight (D) too better watch out for the boys in blue and (Bm) all this small town he said she (D) said aint it funny how rumors spread (G) like i know somethin ya'll don’t (D) know man this shit is getting old man (Bm) mind your business watch your (D) mouth before i have to knock your loud ass out (G) i'm tired of talkin ya'll aint listenin (D) them old dirt road is what ya'll missing Chorus Yeah (Bm) I'm chillin on a dirt (D) road. Laid back (G) swervin' like I'm George (D) Jones Smoke (Bm) rollin' out the win (D) dow An ice cold beer (G) sittin in the con (D) sole. Memory (Bm) Lane up in the head (D) lights. got me remi (G) niscing on the good (D) times (Bm) said I'm turnin' off the real (D) life drive and that's right (G) hittin easy street on mud (D) tires Verse [ Tab from: http://www.guitaretab.com/b/brantley-gilbert/358848.html ] I sit (Bm) back and think about them good ole (D) days the way we were raised in our southern ways we (G) like corn bread and bis (D) cuits and if its broke round here we fix it see i can (Bm) take ya'll where you need to (D) go down to my hood or back in them woods we do it (G) different round here that’s (D) right but we sho do it good and we do it all night (Bm) so if you really wanna know how it (D) feels to get off the road and truck with four wheels (G) jump on in tell ya (D) friends that well be raisin hell where the black top ends Chorus Yeah (Bm) I'm chillin on a dirt (D) road. Laid back (G) swervin' like I'm George (D) Jones Smoke (Bm) rollin' out the win (D) dow An ice cold beer (G) sittin in the con (D) sole. Memory (Bm) Lane up in the head (D) lights. got me remi (G) niscing on the good (D) times (Bm) said I'm turnin' off the real (D) life drive and that's right (G) hittin easy street on mud (D) tires Verse I was (Bm) brought up in a small town in North Geor (D) gia raised on southern baptist morals all (G) on a pew for the Sunday roll (D) call everybody praise the lord ya'll, grew (Bm) up learnin' how to hunt and (D) fish bust a 12 gauge pump and not miss (G) life without work that's just a (D) myth never listen when they talkin shit my (Bm) dad taught me how to stand my (D) ground be a man boy never back down don't (G) start it son but if he's talking (D) trash you better throw the first punch and whip his ass (Bm) be somebody, make a name for your (D) self life's hard, you go through hell (G) there comes a time when you've got to slow (D) down that's what we doing now Chorus Yeah (Bm) I'm chillin on a dirt (D) road. Laid back (G) swervin' like I'm George (D) Jones Smoke (Bm) rollin' out the win (D) dow An ice cold beer (G) sittin in the con (D) sole. Memory (Bm) Lane up in the head (D) lights. got me remi (G) niscing on the good (D) times (Bm) said I'm turnin' off the real (D) life drive and that's right (G) hittin easy street on mud (D) tires  |