No More Of Em

F# A#m D#m B F# A#m I'm gonna drink these Colorados til they run out of silver cans D#m B Keep turning that John Deere dirt to dust til they run out of land F# A#m Keep slinging this ol' Zebco til they don't make a 10 lb. line D#m B Keep driving them Silverados with them gold Chevrolet bowties F# Til there ain't no more of 'em A#m No more one light two lane towns D#m Til there ain't no straight pipe Friday night good ol' boys B Chasing them girls around F# A#m I'm gonna spend my days just thanking the Lord D#m B For every sunset sinking down on a wraparound porch F# A#m F# Til there ain't no more of 'em F# A#m7 A#m I'll keep pickin' this old six string til it runs out of songs D#m Keep hitting that little white church on Sunday morning B Til I run out of wrongs B Til all I love is gone F# Til there ain't no more of 'em A#m No more one light two lane towns D#m Til there ain't no straight pipe Friday night good ol' boys B Chasing them girls around F# A#m Yeah, I'm gonna spend my days just thanking the Lord D#m B For every sunset sinking down on a wraparound porch F# A#m Til there ain't no more of 'em D#m7 B Til there ain't no more-ore of em F# A#m I'll be riding these back ro-o-o-oads D#m7 B Slower than the summer sweet corn grows F# Til there ain't no more of 'em A#m No more one light two lane towns D#m Til there ain't no straight pipe Friday night good ol' boys B Chasing them girls around F# A#m I'm gonna spend my days just thanking the Lord D#m B For every sunset sinking down on a wraparound porch F# A#m Til there ain't no more of 'em D#m7 B Til there ain't no more-ore of em Til there ain't no more of 'em