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[G] [Cadd9] [D][D]
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Intro 2x : G Cadd9 D D
Vers 1
I jus[G]t want to make it c[Cadd9]lear from the [D]start
That I'm just [G]singing with a [Cadd9]hillbilly [D]heart
Ain't got no [G]half-assed god [Cadd9]damn city boy [D]roots
I feel the [G]ground of the [Cadd9]land under my [D]boots
[Cadd9]Out in the [G]open la[D]nds
A man c[G]an be a[Cadd9] man
G Cadd9 D (Build Up)
For the neon lights, I do not give a damn
STOP
No I don't
( Tab from: http://www.guitartabs.cc/tabs/b/bourbon_boys/hillbilly_heart_crd.html )
Chorus
Just give me [G]shotgun t[D]rucks and c[Cadd9]attle[D]
[G]Horses, [D]whiskey and rye[Cadd9][D]
And all the [G]things to keep the be[D]at up in the hi[Em]llbilly heart[D]
You can't [C]change that even if y[D]ou try[G]
Vers 2
Well I don't understand the way things go down
For some people who are living in town
They have lost connection with reality
Living only for the fashions on TV
You know that I spend my weekends
Out hunting with my friends
And that sure as hell is better than all trains
It sure is
Chorus
Solo
Vers 3
Well hey there little purdy city girl
I know that you want your diamond rings and pearls
And you think us country boys ain't any good
Cause you count money a lot higher than the woods
Well you know
I think you all will see
That fancy jewelry
Ain't nothing to compare
To living in the free
Outro
Cause we got shotguns, trucks and cattle
Horses, whiskey and rye
All the thing that keep the beat up in this hillbilly heart
Keeps the beating girl
Shotguns, trucks and cattle
Horses, whiskey and rye
All the things that keep the beating in this hillbilly heart
Keeps the beating, till the day I die
[G] [Cadd9] [D][D]
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Intro 2x : G Cadd9 D D
Vers 1
I jus[G]t want to make it c[Cadd9]lear from the [D]start
That I'm just [G]singing with a [Cadd9]hillbilly [D]heart
Ain't got no [G]half-assed god [Cadd9]damn city boy [D]roots
I feel the [G]ground of the [Cadd9]land under my [D]boots
[Cadd9]Out in the [G]open la[D]nds
A man c[G]an be a[Cadd9] man
G Cadd9 D (Build Up)
For the neon lights, I do not give a damn
STOP
No I don't
( Tab from: http://www.guitartabs.cc/tabs/b/bourbon_boys/hillbilly_heart_crd.html )
Chorus
Just give me [G]shotgun t[D]rucks and c[Cadd9]attle[D]
[G]Horses, [D]whiskey and rye[Cadd9][D]
And all the [G]things to keep the be[D]at up in the hi[Em]llbilly heart[D]
You can't [C]change that even if y[D]ou try[G]
Vers 2
Well I don't understand the way things go down
For some people who are living in town
They have lost connection with reality
Living only for the fashions on TV
You know that I spend my weekends
Out hunting with my friends
And that sure as hell is better than all trains
It sure is
Chorus
Solo
Vers 3
Well hey there little purdy city girl
I know that you want your diamond rings and pearls
And you think us country boys ain't any good
Cause you count money a lot higher than the woods
Well you know
I think you all will see
That fancy jewelry
Ain't nothing to compare
To living in the free
Outro
Cause we got shotguns, trucks and cattle
Horses, whiskey and rye
All the thing that keep the beat up in this hillbilly heart
Keeps the beating girl
Shotguns, trucks and cattle
Horses, whiskey and rye
All the things that keep the beating in this hillbilly heart
Keeps the beating, till the day I die
