Dirt chords by Florida Georgia Line

Sounds fine with no capo or capo on 1, I prefer capo 1 but its entirely your preference

intro- C F G

Verse I

C                         F                      G
You get your hands in it, plant your roots in it, dusty headlight dance with your boots in it (dirt)

C                        F                        G
You write her name on it, spin your tires on it, build your own cornfield whiskey bonfires on it (dirt)

G
You bet your life on it

Chorus

      C
Is that an old shade red roads clay you grew up on

   F
That plowed up ground that your dad damned his luck on

   G
That post game party field you circle up on, and when it rains you get stuck on

    C
Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up

  F
And mud on her jeans that she peeled off and hung up

  G                        Am
Her blue eye summertime smile looks so good that it hurts

             Em        G                C
Makes you want to build a ten percent down white picket fence house on this dirt

Verse II

C
You've mix some sweat with it, taken a shovel to it

F                                G
You've stuck some crosses and some painted goal posts through it (dirt) you know you came from it (dirt)

G
and someday you'll return to it


Chorus

   C
This elm shade red rust clay you grew up on

   F
That plowed up ground that your dad damned his luck on

   G
That post game party field you circle up on, and when it rains you get stuck on

    C
Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up

  F
And mud on her jeans that she peeled off and hung up

  G                        Am
Her blue eye summertime smile looks so good that it hurts

             Em        G                C  F
Makes you want to build a ten percent down white picket fence house on this dirt

Bridge

G                G
You know you came from it (dirt) and someday you'll return to

Chorus

   C
This elm shade red rust clay you grew up on

   F
That plowed up ground that your dad damned his luck on

   G
That post game party field you circle up on, and when it rains you get stuck on

    C
Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up

  F
And mud on her jeans that she peeled off and hung up

  G                        Am
Her blue eye summertime smile looks so good that it hurts

             Em        G                C
Makes you want to build a ten percent down white picket fence house on this dirt

             Em        G                C
Makes you want to build a ten percent down white picket fence house on this dirt



outro

C, F, G                             C (fade out)
   You know you came from it, and someday you'll return to it