Good Ole American Way Chords by Justin Moore
Tempo:
83.65 bpm
Chords used:
Ab
Eb
F
Bb
Gb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Eb] [Ab] [Eb]
Where my name on the back of my [Ab] belt, believe there's a God to save me from [Eb] hell and dirt
roads are made for country [Ab] boys like me.
[Eb] Don't believe in politically correct, [Ab] you want a piece of me, better have a [Eb] set, rifle
and a four-wheel drive is [Ab] all I need.
[Bb] Small mouth bass on the end of a hook, [Ab] daddy read from the good book.
[Eb] I'm just a country [Ab] boy from this [Eb] land, thinkin' [Ab] livin' with these two [Eb] hands, still believe
in the good old [Ab] American way.
[Eb] I watch them [Ab] shut the factories [Eb] down and the foreigners [Ab] burn in the [Eb] town, and take what's
left for [Ab] half the pay.
[F] Can't stand mine, just let it [Ab] fade away, the good old [Eb] American way.
[Ab] [Eb]
[Ab] [Eb] Got sense enough to know things [Ab] change, but the little man's gettin' screwed today.
[Eb] Somebody with a backbone, please [Ab] stand up.
[Eb] Oh, we worked so hard to get this far, [Ab] now we're forgetting who we are.
[Eb] Hell, we tolerate everything and just [Ab] call it love.
[Bb] Don't tell me there ain't something wrong, [Ab]
somebody's gotta sing his song.
I'm [Eb] just a country boy [Ab] from this land, [Eb] thinkin' livin' [Ab] with these two hands, [Eb] still believe
in the good old [Ab] American way.
[Gb] I [Eb] watch them shut [Ab] the factories down [Eb] and the foreigners [Ab] burn in the town, [Eb] and take what's
left for half [Ab] the pay.
[F] Can't stand mine, just let it fade [Ab] away, the good old American [Eb] way.
[F] Can't stand mine, just let it fade [Ab] away, the good old American [Eb] way.
[Ab] [Eb] [Ab]
[Eb] I swear my name on the back of my pale [Ab] blade, there's a guy to save me from hell, [Eb] and dirt
roads are made for country boys [Ab] like me.
Where my name on the back of my [Ab] belt, believe there's a God to save me from [Eb] hell and dirt
roads are made for country [Ab] boys like me.
[Eb] Don't believe in politically correct, [Ab] you want a piece of me, better have a [Eb] set, rifle
and a four-wheel drive is [Ab] all I need.
[Bb] Small mouth bass on the end of a hook, [Ab] daddy read from the good book.
[Eb] I'm just a country [Ab] boy from this [Eb] land, thinkin' [Ab] livin' with these two [Eb] hands, still believe
in the good old [Ab] American way.
[Eb] I watch them [Ab] shut the factories [Eb] down and the foreigners [Ab] burn in the [Eb] town, and take what's
left for [Ab] half the pay.
[F] Can't stand mine, just let it [Ab] fade away, the good old [Eb] American way.
[Ab] [Eb]
[Ab] [Eb] Got sense enough to know things [Ab] change, but the little man's gettin' screwed today.
[Eb] Somebody with a backbone, please [Ab] stand up.
[Eb] Oh, we worked so hard to get this far, [Ab] now we're forgetting who we are.
[Eb] Hell, we tolerate everything and just [Ab] call it love.
[Bb] Don't tell me there ain't something wrong, [Ab]
somebody's gotta sing his song.
I'm [Eb] just a country boy [Ab] from this land, [Eb] thinkin' livin' [Ab] with these two hands, [Eb] still believe
in the good old [Ab] American way.
[Gb] I [Eb] watch them shut [Ab] the factories down [Eb] and the foreigners [Ab] burn in the town, [Eb] and take what's
left for half [Ab] the pay.
[F] Can't stand mine, just let it fade [Ab] away, the good old American [Eb] way.
[F] Can't stand mine, just let it fade [Ab] away, the good old American [Eb] way.
[Ab] [Eb] [Ab]
[Eb] I swear my name on the back of my pale [Ab] blade, there's a guy to save me from hell, [Eb] and dirt
roads are made for country boys [Ab] like me.
Key:
Ab
Eb
F
Bb
Gb
Ab
Eb
F
[Eb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
Where my name on the back of my [Ab] belt, believe there's a God to save me from [Eb] hell and dirt
roads are made for country [Ab] boys like me. _
[Eb] Don't believe in politically correct, [Ab] you want a piece of me, better have a [Eb] set, rifle
and a four-wheel drive is [Ab] all I need. _
[Bb] Small mouth bass on the end of a hook, [Ab] daddy read from the good book.
[Eb] I'm just a country [Ab] boy from this [Eb] land, thinkin' [Ab] livin' with these two [Eb] hands, still believe
in the good old [Ab] American way.
_ [Eb] I watch them [Ab] shut the factories [Eb] down and the foreigners [Ab] burn in the [Eb] town, and take what's
left for [Ab] half the pay.
_ [F] Can't stand mine, just let it [Ab] fade away, the good old [Eb] American way.
[Ab] _ _ [Eb] _ _
[Ab] _ [Eb] Got sense enough to know things [Ab] change, but the little man's gettin' screwed today.
[Eb] Somebody with a backbone, please [Ab] stand up.
_ [Eb] Oh, we worked so hard to get this far, [Ab] now we're forgetting who we are.
[Eb] Hell, we tolerate everything and just [Ab] call it love.
_ [Bb] Don't tell me there ain't something wrong, [Ab] _
somebody's gotta sing his song.
I'm [Eb] just a country boy [Ab] from this land, [Eb] thinkin' livin' [Ab] with these two hands, [Eb] still believe
in the good old [Ab] American way.
[Gb] I [Eb] watch them shut [Ab] the factories down [Eb] and the foreigners [Ab] burn in the town, [Eb] and take what's
left for half [Ab] the pay.
_ _ [F] Can't stand mine, just let it fade [Ab] away, the good old American [Eb] way. _
[F] Can't stand mine, just let it fade [Ab] away, the good old American [Eb] way.
[Ab] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] _
[Eb] I swear my name on the back of my pale [Ab] blade, there's a guy to save me from hell, [Eb] and dirt
roads are made for country boys [Ab] like me. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Where my name on the back of my [Ab] belt, believe there's a God to save me from [Eb] hell and dirt
roads are made for country [Ab] boys like me. _
[Eb] Don't believe in politically correct, [Ab] you want a piece of me, better have a [Eb] set, rifle
and a four-wheel drive is [Ab] all I need. _
[Bb] Small mouth bass on the end of a hook, [Ab] daddy read from the good book.
[Eb] I'm just a country [Ab] boy from this [Eb] land, thinkin' [Ab] livin' with these two [Eb] hands, still believe
in the good old [Ab] American way.
_ [Eb] I watch them [Ab] shut the factories [Eb] down and the foreigners [Ab] burn in the [Eb] town, and take what's
left for [Ab] half the pay.
_ [F] Can't stand mine, just let it [Ab] fade away, the good old [Eb] American way.
[Ab] _ _ [Eb] _ _
[Ab] _ [Eb] Got sense enough to know things [Ab] change, but the little man's gettin' screwed today.
[Eb] Somebody with a backbone, please [Ab] stand up.
_ [Eb] Oh, we worked so hard to get this far, [Ab] now we're forgetting who we are.
[Eb] Hell, we tolerate everything and just [Ab] call it love.
_ [Bb] Don't tell me there ain't something wrong, [Ab] _
somebody's gotta sing his song.
I'm [Eb] just a country boy [Ab] from this land, [Eb] thinkin' livin' [Ab] with these two hands, [Eb] still believe
in the good old [Ab] American way.
[Gb] I [Eb] watch them shut [Ab] the factories down [Eb] and the foreigners [Ab] burn in the town, [Eb] and take what's
left for half [Ab] the pay.
_ _ [F] Can't stand mine, just let it fade [Ab] away, the good old American [Eb] way. _
[F] Can't stand mine, just let it fade [Ab] away, the good old American [Eb] way.
[Ab] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] _
[Eb] I swear my name on the back of my pale [Ab] blade, there's a guy to save me from hell, [Eb] and dirt
roads are made for country boys [Ab] like me. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _