Tone: [Abm]
Intro:
[Emaj7] [Abm] [Gb]
Verse 1:
[Emaj7] Wouldn't trade this holler
For a [Abm]stone-cold million dollars
My [Gb]green all comes blue collar, and I'm all good with that
[Emaj7] This world's been changin'
But these [Abm]folks 'round here, they ain't been
They [Gb]all still windshield wavin' when they slow rollin' past
Pre-chorus:
[Emaj7]We could live a lit[Abm]little higher on the hog
[Gb] But I don't think that we'd be no better off
Chorus:
[Emaj7] Not everybody got[Abm]got that spot out in the forty
[Gb] Some ten-point buck they shot, hangin' like a velvet trophy
[Emaj7] Fridays in parkin' lots[Abm]lots outside of somewhere holy
[Gb] Not everybody likes this kind of life, but we do, don't we?
[Emaj7] Still workin' hard like my daddy [Abm]told me
Still [Gb]keepin' lowkey, still ridin' high behind them low beams
[Emaj7] If you don't know about[Abm]about this nowhere, you don't know me
[Gb] Not everybody thinks we got it made, but we do, don't we?
Interlude:
[Emaj7] [Abm] [Gb]
Verse 2:
[Emaj7] It might be simple, but these [Abm]two lanes, they're my temple
And that [Gb]river rollin' gentle wash my worries away
[Emaj7] I used to hate it, but I [Abm]travel lots of pavements
And there [Gb]ain't no better places at the end of the day
Pre-chorus:
So I [Emaj7]pass the plate and [Abm]thank the Lord he put me here
And pray that [Gb]towns like mine don't ever disappear
Chorus:
[Emaj7] Not everybody got[Abm]got that spot out in the forty
[Gb] Some ten-point buck they shot, hangin' like a velvet trophy
[Emaj7] Fridays in parkin' lots[Abm]lots outside of somewhere holy
[Gb] Not everybody likes this kind of life, but we do, don't we?
[Emaj7] Still workin' hard like my daddy [Abm]told me
Still [Gb]keepin' lowkey, still ridin' high behind them low beams
[Emaj7] If you don't know about[Abm]about this nowhere, you don't know me
[Gb] Not everybody thinks we got it made, but we do, don't we?
[Emaj7] Yeah
[Gb] But we do, don't we?
Interlude:
[Abm] [Gb]
Bridge:
Not everybody [Emaj7]takes off their hat
[Abm]Stands for the flag
That them [Gb]boys overseas got on their sleeve
Not everybody [Emaj7]dies where they're born
Takes a [Abm]field full of corn
And [Gb]turns it into whiskey, say it with me
Yeah, we do, don't we?
Chorus:
[Emaj7] Not everybody got[Abm]got that spot out in the forty
[Gb] Some ten-point buck they shot, hangin' like a velvet trophy
[Emaj7] Fridays in parkin' lots[Abm]lots outside of somewhere holy
[Gb] Not everybody likes this kind of life, but we do, don't we?
[Emaj7] Still workin' hard like my daddy [Abm]told me
Still [Gb]keepin' lowkey, still ridin' high behind them low beams
[Emaj7] If you don't know about[Abm]about this nowhere, you don't know me
[Gb] Not everybody thinks we got it made, but we do, don't we?
[Emaj7] Yeah
[Gb] But we do, don't we?
[Emaj7] Not everybody got[Abm]got that spot out in the forty
[Gb] (But we do, don't we?)
[Emaj7] Fridays in parkin' lots[Abm]lots outside of somewhere holy
[Gb] Not everybody likes this kind of life
But we do, don't we?