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Tuning: E A D G B E
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This is a great song and I couldn't find a good tab for it so I decided to make one.
is my first tab so be gentle.
This strum pattern isn't exactly right but it sounds pretty close.
D*DUD*DU*UD*D
On the LAST UP STROKE I like to play the A string open when playing the E chord and when
the A chord play the B string open. Sounds a lot more like the song. I only do this
the beginning of each verse.
E A E A
Verse 1
Intro
Down where EI born it was heaven on earth.
The AFlint River washes that red Georgia dirt.
EThe sun sets slow and the stars shine Bbright.
We raised Ecotton, corn, a little cane, and kids.
You either Alived on a farm or wish you did.
EJesus always walked close by ourB side.
F#m B E A
WherAe I grew up, we rode in trucks.
Verse 2
There's Ea lot about life you can learn on a bus,
How to Alie, how to fight, how to kiss, how to cuss.
The Ecloser we sat to the back, the smarter we Bgot.
We were Epoor, we were ugly, we were all best friends.
AWhite-eyed, baptized, and still wantin' to sin.
EThank God we get more than just one Bshot.
Where I grewF#m up, Bwe rode in tErucks.
Chorus
That's Bus, haulin'A hay in the field with the radioE on.
That's Bus, headin' Astraight into town when theF#m work is done.
B A E E/G#
In my minAd, I can still see us now, ridin' down Buck Island Road.
AIt wasn't that long F#mago. B
Verse 3
EWe thought tobacco and beer in a can
AWas all it would take to be like our old man.
But EI saw how it made my mommaB cry.
It was Ehuntin' and fishin' and football games.
AThen it was girls, and everythingF#m changed,
In our lBives.
Fallin' in and out of F#mlove, Bwe rode in tErucks.
Chorus 2
That's Bus with our Atailgates down in the pEarking lot.
That's Bus with Amud on our tires whenF#m it rained a lot.
B A E E/G#
In my minAd, I can still see us now, ridin' down Buck Island Road.
F#m B A
IBt wasn't that long ago, it's apart of my soul. Yeah.
Outro
Down where EI was born, it was heaven on earth.
The AFlint River washes that red Georgia dirt.
EThe sun sets slow and the stars shine Bbright.
Where I grewF#m up, Bwe rode in truckEs.