Key: E 🎸 Chorus: C#m A Ain't that some back home, buddies in the field, mud on the wheels, yeah E F#m Ain't that some thick smoke Silverado, tearin' up a two-lane road C#m A Ain't that some C-O-U-N-T-R-Y, we be doing this till the day we die F#m E There's folks out there ain't T-R-Y-D this C#m Man, ain't that some shit
🎸 Verse 1: A That you'd hate to grow up and miss E Hate to think of what if F#m I didn't even know what a honey hole with a Zebco C#m A And my jeans rolled and a pinch of Skoal in my lip even is E F#m They say we ain't got a pot to piss but I thank God for this 🎸 Chorus: C#m A Ain't that some back home, buddies in the field, mud on the wheels, yeah E F#m Ain't that some thick smoke Silverado, tearin' up a two-lane road C#m A Ain't that some C-O-U-N-T-R-Y, we be doing this till the day we die F#m E There's folks out there ain't T-R-Y-D this C#m Man, ain't that some shit A E Ain't that some, ain't that some, ain't that some shit F#m Yeah 🎸 Verse 2: C#m A My true North is due South with a blue Coors goin' down E F#m Just like that setting sun on my old Z-71 C#m A I know it's cliché to sing Chevrolets, cold beers and Fridays E F#m But that's just the way it is out here 🎸 Chorus: C#m A Ain't that some back home, buddies in the field, mud on the wheels, yeah E F#m Ain't that some thick smoke Silverado, tearin' up a two-lane road C#m A Ain't that some C-O-U-N-T-R-Y, we be doing this till the day we die F#m E There's folks out there ain't T-R-Y-D this C#m Man, ain't that some shit A E F#m Ain't that some, ain't that some, ain't that some shit 🎸 Instrumental: C#m | A | E | F#m : 🎸 Chorus: C#m A Ain't that some back home, buddies in the field, mud on the wheels, yeah E F#m Ain't that some thick smoke Silverado, tearin' up a two-lane road C#m A Ain't that some C-O-U-N-T-R-Y, we be doing this till the day we die F#m E There's folks out there ain't T-R-Y-D this C#m A (Ain't) Ain't that some back home E F#m Ain't that some thick smoke Silverado C#m A Ain't that some C-O-U-N-T-R-Y, we be doing this till the day we die F#m E There's folks out there ain't T-R-Y-D this C#m (Ain't) Ain't that some shit A E Ain't that some, ain't that some, ain't that some shit F#m C#m A E F#m C#m Ain't that some, ain't that some shit