Capo 1st fret
INTRO:
[A] [E] [D]
VERSE 1:
[A]Shotgun in my daddy's truck
[E]Eight years old and acting tough
He [D]smiled at me and said, "You shift the gears"
[A]He would search that "fm" dial
And [E]I would count down every mile
Til the [D]station out of Tulsa came in clear
It was old [F#m]Thomas Conley on the [E]radio
It [D]punched me in the gut, man, it [B7]rattled my soul
CHORUS:
I'm talking bout a [A]good [E]country [D]song
Makes you smile, makes you hurt
Leaves you hanging on every word
A [A]good [E]country [D]song
Makes you love, makes you leave
Raise some hell or hit your knees
[F#m]All I know is I think of home
Grab [E]my guitar and strum along
[D]Kick on back and sip me something [B7]strong
When I hear a [D]good [E]country [A]song
VERSE 2:
While [A]hip?hop, rap, and rock were cool
I was [E]in my basement getting schooled
On [D]George and Keith and Vernon Alabama
[A]I was learning bout those neon lights
[E]Wasted days and wasted nights
And [D]honky?tonks from Texas to Montana
And when my [F#m]fingers found the fret board
I [E]close my eyes and sing
I [D]swear that beat up guitar only [B7]played one thing
CHORUS:
I'm talking bout a [A]good [E]country [D]song
Makes you smile, makes you hurt
Leaves you hanging on every word
A [A]good [E]country [D]song
Makes you love, makes you leave
Raise some hell or hit your knees
[F#m]All I know is I think of home
Grab [E]my guitar and strum along
[D]Kick on back and sip me something [B7]strong
When I hear a [D]good [E]country [A]song
OUTRO:
Yeah, it [F#m]makes me think of days long gone
[E]Miss my dad and call my mom
[A]Run, laugh, and pray, and drink til [B7]dawn
When I hear a [D]good [E]country
A [D]good old [E]country
a g[D]ood [E]country [A]song
INTRO:
[A] [E] [D]
VERSE 1:
[A]Shotgun in my daddy's truck
[E]Eight years old and acting tough
He [D]smiled at me and said, "You shift the gears"
[A]He would search that "fm" dial
And [E]I would count down every mile
Til the [D]station out of Tulsa came in clear
It was old [F#m]Thomas Conley on the [E]radio
It [D]punched me in the gut, man, it [B7]rattled my soul
CHORUS:
I'm talking bout a [A]good [E]country [D]song
Makes you smile, makes you hurt
Leaves you hanging on every word
A [A]good [E]country [D]song
Makes you love, makes you leave
Raise some hell or hit your knees
[F#m]All I know is I think of home
Grab [E]my guitar and strum along
[D]Kick on back and sip me something [B7]strong
When I hear a [D]good [E]country [A]song
VERSE 2:
While [A]hip?hop, rap, and rock were cool
I was [E]in my basement getting schooled
On [D]George and Keith and Vernon Alabama
[A]I was learning bout those neon lights
[E]Wasted days and wasted nights
And [D]honky?tonks from Texas to Montana
And when my [F#m]fingers found the fret board
I [E]close my eyes and sing
I [D]swear that beat up guitar only [B7]played one thing
CHORUS:
I'm talking bout a [A]good [E]country [D]song
Makes you smile, makes you hurt
Leaves you hanging on every word
A [A]good [E]country [D]song
Makes you love, makes you leave
Raise some hell or hit your knees
[F#m]All I know is I think of home
Grab [E]my guitar and strum along
[D]Kick on back and sip me something [B7]strong
When I hear a [D]good [E]country [A]song
OUTRO:
Yeah, it [F#m]makes me think of days long gone
[E]Miss my dad and call my mom
[A]Run, laugh, and pray, and drink til [B7]dawn
When I hear a [D]good [E]country
A [D]good old [E]country
a g[D]ood [E]country [A]song