Country folks Chords by Bubba Sparxxx, Colt Ford, Jj Lawhorn, I4Ni
Tempo:
96.05 bpm
Chords used:
Am
D
G
Dm
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Am] [G] [D]
[Am] [D]
Country fried, [Am] baptized in gravy, [G] can't wash [A] off what the good lord made you
No matter how far [Bm] that highway [A] goes, an old dirt [D] road'll get you home
If you see it in their [Am] eyes when they try to laugh, you the [Bm] bullet hole
[D] When the stop sign kind, then I'm right there with you, [Am] put your drinks up high
For my country folks, [D] my country folks
Country fried, [Am] tongue tied, them haters, bubble [G] case [D] back, french fried, them taters
The truck sits [Am] high, but the nuts swing low, and I'm hunting [D] me a muddy hoe
Dirty my [Am] cuticles, it's just fitness as usual, the aisle [G] is [Dm] unsuitable, but the us is so beautiful
Fill up the cooler [Am] and let's maneuver through Trap County, the sheriff's my buddy, [Dm] so we ain't worried about that mountain
Just ask [Am] about me, my reputation is that [G] of a good [Dm] dude that really was raised in this here location
[Am] That really did make it, that planted the seed [D] for a whole generation
Yeah, [Am] I'm pretty good, but God is great, [G] keep him [Dm] in my heart and I'll be straight
Without him in my home, I'd go crazy, ain't [D] nothing like my folks, baby
Country fried, [Am] baptized in gravy, [G] can't wash [D] off what the good lord made you
No matter how [Am] far that highway goes, an old dirt [D] road'll get you home
If you see it in their [Am] eyes when they try to laugh, you the [G] bullet hole
[D] When the stop sign kind, then I'm right there with [Am] you, put your drinks up high
I'm a country foe, [D] a country foe
See me and [Am] Bubba, we been doing this a long while, [G] it sure seems a lot [D] longer than a country mile
Hollywood [Am] look good, full of fake friends, I never thought [Dm] we could ever be here again
Time heals [Am] one fail, one came up, [G] back together [D] son, we gon' tear this thing up
A lot of [Am] talkers and I ain't gotta name them, they wanna [D] be us, hell I can't blame them
So lookie [Am] here, cold beer on the tailgate, [G] been doing [D] this for some years, y'all so late
Banging [Am] out cast and a little George Strait, hot [D] damn cold floor back where Bubba came
Country fried, [Am] baptized in gravy, [G] can't wash [D] off what the good lord made you
No matter how [Am] far that highway goes, an old dirt [D] road'll get you home
If you see it in their [Am] eyes when they try to laugh, you the [G] bullet hole
[D] When the stop sign kind, then I'm right there with [Am] you, put your drinks up high
I'm a country [D] foe, a country foe
Country [Am] foe, little smoke, lotta beer, [G] pardon [Dm] me
I'm a Tennessee volunteer, order [Am] up, raise your drinks up high
Got a case of wood [D] light and a jar of apple pie
Before [Am] work done, you can bet the sun comes [G] up or the [Dm] cops come, then everyone runs
Work [A] all week, party on the weekends, spend [D] Sundays fishing, drinking
Watching [Am] NASCAR live on the TV, [G] fried [D] catfish, coleslaw, sweet tea
Big [Am] guns, but only if we need them, God, [D] family, freedom, that's it
Country fried, [Am] baptized in gravy, [G] can't wash [D] off what the good lord made you
No matter how [Am] far that highway goes, an old dirt [D] road'll get you home
If you see it in their [Am] eyes when they try to laugh, you the [G] bullet hole
[D] When the stop sign kind, then I'm right there with [Am] you, put your drinks up high
I'm a country [D] foe, a country foe
[Am] Backwoods by the river in the sunshine, [G] not a [Dm] worry on my mind, trying to wear the line
That's how we [Am] do it in the south, baby, all day, work [D] hard in the yard, then we go play
Come [F] home to mama cooking in the kitchen, [G] daddy's in his [Dm] chair, little whiskey sipping
Teas on [Am] ice, fresh fried chicken, I'm loving my [D] life, this here's living
Yeah, [Am] a man's word is his handshake, [G] in the [Dm] southern slang, you can't translate
[Am] Everything's good, we ain't on the ropes, let me [D] hear it one time for my country foe
Country fried, baptized in gravy, [Bm] can't wash off what the [A] good lord made you
No matter how [B] far that highway [Fm] goes, an old dirt road'll get [D] you home
If you see it in their [Am] eyes when they try to laugh, you the [G] bullet hole
[D] When the stop sign kind, then I'm right there with [Am] you, put your drinks up high
I'm a [G] country foe, a country
[Am] [D]
Country fried, [Am] baptized in gravy, [G] can't wash [A] off what the good lord made you
No matter how far [Bm] that highway [A] goes, an old dirt [D] road'll get you home
If you see it in their [Am] eyes when they try to laugh, you the [Bm] bullet hole
[D] When the stop sign kind, then I'm right there with you, [Am] put your drinks up high
For my country folks, [D] my country folks
Country fried, [Am] tongue tied, them haters, bubble [G] case [D] back, french fried, them taters
The truck sits [Am] high, but the nuts swing low, and I'm hunting [D] me a muddy hoe
Dirty my [Am] cuticles, it's just fitness as usual, the aisle [G] is [Dm] unsuitable, but the us is so beautiful
Fill up the cooler [Am] and let's maneuver through Trap County, the sheriff's my buddy, [Dm] so we ain't worried about that mountain
Just ask [Am] about me, my reputation is that [G] of a good [Dm] dude that really was raised in this here location
[Am] That really did make it, that planted the seed [D] for a whole generation
Yeah, [Am] I'm pretty good, but God is great, [G] keep him [Dm] in my heart and I'll be straight
Without him in my home, I'd go crazy, ain't [D] nothing like my folks, baby
Country fried, [Am] baptized in gravy, [G] can't wash [D] off what the good lord made you
No matter how [Am] far that highway goes, an old dirt [D] road'll get you home
If you see it in their [Am] eyes when they try to laugh, you the [G] bullet hole
[D] When the stop sign kind, then I'm right there with [Am] you, put your drinks up high
I'm a country foe, [D] a country foe
See me and [Am] Bubba, we been doing this a long while, [G] it sure seems a lot [D] longer than a country mile
Hollywood [Am] look good, full of fake friends, I never thought [Dm] we could ever be here again
Time heals [Am] one fail, one came up, [G] back together [D] son, we gon' tear this thing up
A lot of [Am] talkers and I ain't gotta name them, they wanna [D] be us, hell I can't blame them
So lookie [Am] here, cold beer on the tailgate, [G] been doing [D] this for some years, y'all so late
Banging [Am] out cast and a little George Strait, hot [D] damn cold floor back where Bubba came
Country fried, [Am] baptized in gravy, [G] can't wash [D] off what the good lord made you
No matter how [Am] far that highway goes, an old dirt [D] road'll get you home
If you see it in their [Am] eyes when they try to laugh, you the [G] bullet hole
[D] When the stop sign kind, then I'm right there with [Am] you, put your drinks up high
I'm a country [D] foe, a country foe
Country [Am] foe, little smoke, lotta beer, [G] pardon [Dm] me
I'm a Tennessee volunteer, order [Am] up, raise your drinks up high
Got a case of wood [D] light and a jar of apple pie
Before [Am] work done, you can bet the sun comes [G] up or the [Dm] cops come, then everyone runs
Work [A] all week, party on the weekends, spend [D] Sundays fishing, drinking
Watching [Am] NASCAR live on the TV, [G] fried [D] catfish, coleslaw, sweet tea
Big [Am] guns, but only if we need them, God, [D] family, freedom, that's it
Country fried, [Am] baptized in gravy, [G] can't wash [D] off what the good lord made you
No matter how [Am] far that highway goes, an old dirt [D] road'll get you home
If you see it in their [Am] eyes when they try to laugh, you the [G] bullet hole
[D] When the stop sign kind, then I'm right there with [Am] you, put your drinks up high
I'm a country [D] foe, a country foe
[Am] Backwoods by the river in the sunshine, [G] not a [Dm] worry on my mind, trying to wear the line
That's how we [Am] do it in the south, baby, all day, work [D] hard in the yard, then we go play
Come [F] home to mama cooking in the kitchen, [G] daddy's in his [Dm] chair, little whiskey sipping
Teas on [Am] ice, fresh fried chicken, I'm loving my [D] life, this here's living
Yeah, [Am] a man's word is his handshake, [G] in the [Dm] southern slang, you can't translate
[Am] Everything's good, we ain't on the ropes, let me [D] hear it one time for my country foe
Country fried, baptized in gravy, [Bm] can't wash off what the [A] good lord made you
No matter how [B] far that highway [Fm] goes, an old dirt road'll get [D] you home
If you see it in their [Am] eyes when they try to laugh, you the [G] bullet hole
[D] When the stop sign kind, then I'm right there with [Am] you, put your drinks up high
I'm a [G] country foe, a country
Key:
Am
D
G
Dm
A
Am
D
G
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ [G] _ [D] _ _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
Country fried, [Am] baptized in gravy, [G] can't wash [A] off what the good lord made you
No matter how far [Bm] that highway [A] goes, an old dirt [D] road'll get you home
If you see it in their [Am] eyes when they try to laugh, you the [Bm] bullet hole
[D] When the stop sign kind, then I'm right there with you, [Am] put your drinks up high
For my country folks, [D] my country folks
Country fried, [Am] tongue tied, them haters, bubble [G] case [D] back, french fried, them taters
The truck sits [Am] high, but the nuts swing low, and I'm hunting [D] me a muddy hoe
Dirty my [Am] cuticles, it's just fitness as usual, the aisle [G] is [Dm] unsuitable, but the us is so beautiful
Fill up the cooler [Am] and let's maneuver through Trap County, the sheriff's my buddy, [Dm] so we ain't worried about that mountain
Just ask [Am] about me, my reputation is that [G] of a good [Dm] dude that really was raised in this here location
[Am] That really did make it, that planted the seed [D] for a whole generation
Yeah, [Am] I'm pretty good, but God is great, [G] keep him [Dm] in my heart and I'll be straight
Without him in my home, I'd go crazy, ain't [D] nothing like my folks, baby
Country fried, [Am] baptized in gravy, [G] can't wash [D] off what the good lord made you
No matter how [Am] far that highway goes, an old dirt [D] road'll get you home
If you see it in their [Am] eyes when they try to laugh, you the [G] bullet hole
[D] When the stop sign kind, then I'm right there with [Am] you, put your drinks up high
I'm a country foe, [D] a country foe
See me and [Am] Bubba, we been doing this a long while, [G] it sure seems a lot [D] longer than a country mile
Hollywood [Am] look good, full of fake friends, I never thought [Dm] we could ever be here again
Time heals [Am] one fail, one came up, [G] back together [D] son, we gon' tear this thing up
A lot of [Am] talkers and I ain't gotta name them, they wanna [D] be us, hell I can't blame them
So lookie [Am] here, cold beer on the tailgate, [G] been doing [D] this for some years, y'all so late
Banging [Am] out cast and a little George Strait, hot [D] damn cold floor back where Bubba came
Country fried, [Am] baptized in gravy, [G] can't wash [D] off what the good lord made you
No matter how [Am] far that highway goes, an old dirt [D] road'll get you home
If you see it in their [Am] eyes when they try to laugh, you the [G] bullet hole
[D] When the stop sign kind, then I'm right there with [Am] you, put your drinks up high
I'm a country [D] foe, a country foe
Country [Am] foe, little smoke, lotta beer, [G] pardon [Dm] me
I'm a Tennessee volunteer, order [Am] up, raise your drinks up high
Got a case of wood [D] light and a jar of apple pie
Before [Am] work done, you can bet the sun comes [G] up or the [Dm] cops come, then everyone runs
Work [A] all week, party on the weekends, spend [D] Sundays fishing, drinking
Watching [Am] NASCAR live on the TV, [G] fried [D] catfish, coleslaw, sweet tea
Big [Am] guns, but only if we need them, God, [D] family, freedom, that's it
Country fried, [Am] baptized in gravy, [G] can't wash [D] off what the good lord made you
No matter how [Am] far that highway goes, an old dirt [D] road'll get you home
If you see it in their [Am] eyes when they try to laugh, you the [G] bullet hole
[D] When the stop sign kind, then I'm right there with [Am] you, put your drinks up high
I'm a country [D] foe, a country foe
[Am] Backwoods by the river in the sunshine, [G] not a [Dm] worry on my mind, trying to wear the line
That's how we [Am] do it in the south, baby, all day, work [D] hard in the yard, then we go play
Come [F] home to mama cooking in the kitchen, [G] daddy's in his [Dm] chair, little whiskey sipping
Teas on [Am] ice, fresh fried chicken, I'm loving my [D] life, this here's living
Yeah, [Am] a man's word is his handshake, [G] in the [Dm] southern slang, you can't translate
[Am] Everything's good, we ain't on the ropes, let me [D] hear it one time for my country foe
Country fried, baptized in gravy, [Bm] can't wash off what the [A] good lord made you
No matter how [B] far that highway [Fm] goes, an old dirt road'll get [D] you home
If you see it in their [Am] eyes when they try to laugh, you the [G] bullet hole
[D] When the stop sign kind, then I'm right there with [Am] you, put your drinks up high
I'm a [G] country foe, a country
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
Country fried, [Am] baptized in gravy, [G] can't wash [A] off what the good lord made you
No matter how far [Bm] that highway [A] goes, an old dirt [D] road'll get you home
If you see it in their [Am] eyes when they try to laugh, you the [Bm] bullet hole
[D] When the stop sign kind, then I'm right there with you, [Am] put your drinks up high
For my country folks, [D] my country folks
Country fried, [Am] tongue tied, them haters, bubble [G] case [D] back, french fried, them taters
The truck sits [Am] high, but the nuts swing low, and I'm hunting [D] me a muddy hoe
Dirty my [Am] cuticles, it's just fitness as usual, the aisle [G] is [Dm] unsuitable, but the us is so beautiful
Fill up the cooler [Am] and let's maneuver through Trap County, the sheriff's my buddy, [Dm] so we ain't worried about that mountain
Just ask [Am] about me, my reputation is that [G] of a good [Dm] dude that really was raised in this here location
[Am] That really did make it, that planted the seed [D] for a whole generation
Yeah, [Am] I'm pretty good, but God is great, [G] keep him [Dm] in my heart and I'll be straight
Without him in my home, I'd go crazy, ain't [D] nothing like my folks, baby
Country fried, [Am] baptized in gravy, [G] can't wash [D] off what the good lord made you
No matter how [Am] far that highway goes, an old dirt [D] road'll get you home
If you see it in their [Am] eyes when they try to laugh, you the [G] bullet hole
[D] When the stop sign kind, then I'm right there with [Am] you, put your drinks up high
I'm a country foe, [D] a country foe
See me and [Am] Bubba, we been doing this a long while, [G] it sure seems a lot [D] longer than a country mile
Hollywood [Am] look good, full of fake friends, I never thought [Dm] we could ever be here again
Time heals [Am] one fail, one came up, [G] back together [D] son, we gon' tear this thing up
A lot of [Am] talkers and I ain't gotta name them, they wanna [D] be us, hell I can't blame them
So lookie [Am] here, cold beer on the tailgate, [G] been doing [D] this for some years, y'all so late
Banging [Am] out cast and a little George Strait, hot [D] damn cold floor back where Bubba came
Country fried, [Am] baptized in gravy, [G] can't wash [D] off what the good lord made you
No matter how [Am] far that highway goes, an old dirt [D] road'll get you home
If you see it in their [Am] eyes when they try to laugh, you the [G] bullet hole
[D] When the stop sign kind, then I'm right there with [Am] you, put your drinks up high
I'm a country [D] foe, a country foe
Country [Am] foe, little smoke, lotta beer, [G] pardon [Dm] me
I'm a Tennessee volunteer, order [Am] up, raise your drinks up high
Got a case of wood [D] light and a jar of apple pie
Before [Am] work done, you can bet the sun comes [G] up or the [Dm] cops come, then everyone runs
Work [A] all week, party on the weekends, spend [D] Sundays fishing, drinking
Watching [Am] NASCAR live on the TV, [G] fried [D] catfish, coleslaw, sweet tea
Big [Am] guns, but only if we need them, God, [D] family, freedom, that's it
Country fried, [Am] baptized in gravy, [G] can't wash [D] off what the good lord made you
No matter how [Am] far that highway goes, an old dirt [D] road'll get you home
If you see it in their [Am] eyes when they try to laugh, you the [G] bullet hole
[D] When the stop sign kind, then I'm right there with [Am] you, put your drinks up high
I'm a country [D] foe, a country foe
[Am] Backwoods by the river in the sunshine, [G] not a [Dm] worry on my mind, trying to wear the line
That's how we [Am] do it in the south, baby, all day, work [D] hard in the yard, then we go play
Come [F] home to mama cooking in the kitchen, [G] daddy's in his [Dm] chair, little whiskey sipping
Teas on [Am] ice, fresh fried chicken, I'm loving my [D] life, this here's living
Yeah, [Am] a man's word is his handshake, [G] in the [Dm] southern slang, you can't translate
[Am] Everything's good, we ain't on the ropes, let me [D] hear it one time for my country foe
Country fried, baptized in gravy, [Bm] can't wash off what the [A] good lord made you
No matter how [B] far that highway [Fm] goes, an old dirt road'll get [D] you home
If you see it in their [Am] eyes when they try to laugh, you the [G] bullet hole
[D] When the stop sign kind, then I'm right there with [Am] you, put your drinks up high
I'm a [G] country foe, a country