Southern Land

A#m F# G# G#m 2x A#m All my rowdy country friends around here F# G#m We like to meet at the hollar, build a fire, drink a beer A#m We slip out to the field, climb a tree, shoot a deer F# G#m I reminiscence about these days, man I get a chill A#m We keep our trucks lifted up so high F# G#m We kinda like 'em down into four-wheel drive A#m Sideways in a mud hole, that's just how it goes F# G#m A#m 'Round here, I'm talkin' 'bout the southern land A#m F# Grab a six-pack son, go hop in the back Everybody 'round here know where the party's at G# G#m Down a real long road on private land Passed down to me from my old man A#m F# Yeah, we get rowdy, crank it up too loud Southern pride still makes me proud G# G#m Them long legs still drive me wild When there's nowhere to go just drivin' 'round A#m F# Ain't nothin' like a sunset sittin' on down with a sun-kissed girl sittin' eyes on me G# G#m Take a picture for the moment so time will freeze N.C. If you're lookin' for me, you'll know where I'll be A#m F# Beneath these hollars, hills, and trees My kids gonna do that same 'ol thing G# G#m Same 'ol song, same guitar, just different strings A#m All my rowdy country friends around here F# G#m We like to meet at the hollar, build a fire, drink a beer A#m We slip out to the field, climb a tree, shoot a deer F# G#m I reminiscence about these days, man I get a chill A#m We keep our trucks lifted up so high F# G#m We kinda like 'em down into four-wheel drive A#m Sideways in a mud hole, that's just how it goes F# G#m A#m 'Round here, I'm talkin' 'bout the southern land A#m F# You can take me out of the country, but you can't take it out of me G# G#m See these roots in my veins trying to do it different that any human eye can see A#m F# How it was is how it is, ain't nothin' gonna change 'bout the way we live G# G#m I'm still runnin' around, that same old kid Barefoot and all, just gained some years A#m F# Let me tell you 'bout a backroad Talk about the ones that we still ride on G# G#m In a little bitty town nothin' goin' around romance with the lights on A#m F# Back pew believer, I'm an underachiever G# G#m Just a good 'ol boy turned to a singer A#m All my rowdy country friends around here F# G#m We like to meet at the hollar, build a fire, drink a beer A#m We slip out to the field, climb a tree, shoot a deer F# G#m I reminiscence about these days, man I get a chill A#m We keep our trucks lifted up so high F# G#m We kinda like 'em down into four-wheel drive A#m Sideways in a mud hole, that's just how it goes F# G#m A#m F# 'Round here, I'm talkin' 'bout the southern land G#m A#m F# I'm talkin' 'bout the southern land G#m A#m F# I'm talkin' 'bout the southern land G#m A#m F# I'm talkin' 'bout the southern land G#m A#m I'm talkin' 'bout the southern land A#m F# G# G#m 3x