Chords for Owen Riegling - Old Dirt Roads (Lyrics)

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[D#m] I grew up wild [F#] and I grew up true, [C#] a town most folks just drive through.
[D#m] We'd sit out by the dam [F#] on a night [C#] when the air was warm. _ _
[D#m] Mama [F#] was an angel, daddy was a saint.
[C#] When the lights cut off I could sneak out late [D#m] to a spot on the west [F#] side, baby, nobody [C#] knew. _
Come [D#m] and find me, [F#] down where the tree [C#] line ends and the cattails grow.
We [D#m] can be [F#] free, living our dreams [C#] out, singing to the radio.
[D#m] I was raised on a little [F#] patch of heaven, [C#] wheat fields and old dirt roads.
[D#m] Where the tin roof [F#] sings, the whole damn [C#] thing shakes when the cold wind blow.
[D#m] Well, it ain't all [F#] sunshine and rainbows, [C#] hard times we all know.
[D#m] But I go back in a minute to the land of the wicked, [C#] wheat fields and old dirt roads.
La [D#m] la la, la [F#] la la la la [C#] la la la la la la la [D#m] la [F#] _ [C#] la la la la la la la la la la la la
[D#m] Spend some [F#] time in a corner bar, [C#] playing for keeps with this old guitar.
[D#m] It was worth every minute [F#] when I heard those [C#] people sing. _
[D#m] It's a long road [F#] home, but now I see [C#] what them old times meant [D#m] to me.
So when I get [F#] back, crack a bottle of [G#] Jack, you know where I'll be.
You [D#m] can find me, [F#] down where the tree [C#] line ends and the cattails grow.
[D#m] We can be [F#] free, living our dreams [C#] out, singing to the radio.
[D#m] I was raised on a [F#] little patch of heaven, [C#] wheat fields and old dirt roads.
[D#m] Where the tin roof [F#] sings, the whole damn [C#] thing shakes when the cold wind blows.
[D#m] Well, it ain't all [F#] sunshine and [C#] rainbows, hard times we all know.
[D#m] But I go back in a [F#] minute to the land of the [C#] wicked, wheat fields and old dirt roads.
La [D#m] la la, la [F#] la la la [G#] la la la la la [D#m] la la [F#] la la [C#] la la la la la la [D#m] la la la la la la.
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[D#m] I was raised on a [F#] little patch of heaven, [C#] wheat fields and old dirt roads, [D#m] where the
tin roof [F#] sings, the whole damn [C#] thing shakes when the cold wind blows.
[D#m] Well it ain't all [F#] sunshine and [C#] rainbows, hard times we all know, [D#m] but I go back in a [F#] minute
to the land of the [C#] wicked wheat fields and old dirt roads.
[D#m] I go back in a [F#] minute to the land of the [C#] wicked wheat fields and old dirt [D#m] roads.
La da da, [F#] na na na na, [G#] la da da [D#m] da da da, la da da, [F#] na na [C#] na, la da da da da [D#m] da, [F#] la
da da, na na na, [C#] la da [D#m] da da da, [F#] la da da, [C#] wheat fields and old dirt