Stone County

|E7 |A |D |G | (2x) G C G Well I was born in a suburban city G D G Used to play baseball in concrete lots G C G As a teenage boy I was none too pretty G D G A hug at the door was as far as I got G C G But I moved to country at twenty-two G D G Tell me what else could a poor boy do? G C G I found what I's dreamin' of G D G Oh, how mountain girls can love! C G She said buddy lemme take you back to Stone County D G Where the whipporwill sings in the hills and valleys C G The air it's clean and the folks are keen A D C G On strawberry wine and pure gasoline |E7 |A |D |G | (2x) G C G There's a population of ninety-five G D G And I get lost inside her eyes G C G It's a dirt road uphill, all left turns G D G Get lost all night, I'll never learn! G C G She's round as a biscuit busy as a bee G D G Prettiest thing you ever did see G C G She's sharp as a thumbtack, deep as a cup G D G Takes pints of Budweiser to fill 'er up C G She said buddy lemme take you back to Stone County D G Where the whipporwill sings in the hills and valleys C G The air it's clean and the folks are keen A D C G On strawberry wine and pure gasoline |E7 |A |D |G | (2x) G C G She's hotter than a fresh flipped fox in a forest fire G D G Everytime she's gone I'ma wonderin' where she are G C G There's a Baptist fire comin' out her guitar: G D G She's my little Ozark star C G She said buddy lemme take you back to Stone County D G Where the whipporwill sings in the hills and valleys C G The air it's clean and the folks are keen A D C G On strawberry wine and pure gasoline |E7 |A |D |G | (2x) A D C7 G7 She's my strawberry wine, she's my pure gasoline https://youtu.be/mQ4BXeLM_5M