I Miss My Buddies

D G D G D I miss the good times G I miss a beer or two D Tellin Mama white lies G Missin out on the whole truth D I miss runnin wild and reckless in a good old Ford G Truck smellin like dip from the cans in the floor D A We're good old boys with a few habits we can't keep G D Cause they know every back road on this side of town Bm A And where to get beer when the beer runs out G A They know what to say when nobody knows what to say G D They're like brothers my friends and they got my back Bm A They say its alright even if its goin bad G A I miss raisin hell and doin shit I ain't supposed to do D I miss my buddies D G D G D I miss revin up trucks in an empty parking lot G Rollin down main and dodgin the cops D G cause our music might be too loud or we'll piss them off D I miss red linin dirt riding runnin in the cold G Doin burn outs on Foster Mill Road D Every time I pass that cross A hell I sure know what I lost G D Cause they know every back road on this side of town Bm A And where to get beer when the beer runs out G A They know what to say when nobody knows what to say G D They're like brothers my friends and they got my back Bm A They say its alright even if its goin bad G A I miss raisin hell and doin shit I ain't supposed to do D I miss my buddies D G D G Bm All the late night drop offs A Tryin to get the smell gone G Before you get back home Bm All the single cab deep talks A Tailgate drunk calls G D damn youre gonna miss em when it's gone G D Cause they know every back road on this side of town Bm A And where to get beer when the beer runs out G A They know what to say when nobody knows what to say G D They're like brothers my friends and they got my back Bm A They say its alright even if its goin bad G A I miss raisin hell and doin shit I ain't supposed to do D G I miss my buddies D G Yeah I miss my buddies D I miss my buddies