Intro: Emaj7 Abm Gb

Verse 1:
Emaj7
  Wouldn't trade this holler
      Abm
For a stone-cold million dollars
   Gb
My green all comes blue collar, and I'm all good with that
Emaj7
  This world's been changin'
          Abm
But these folks 'round here, they ain't been
     Gb
They all still windshield wavin' when they slow rollin' past

Pre-chorus:
Emaj7              Abm
We could live a little higher on the hog
Gb
  But I don't think that we'd be no better off

Chorus:
Emaj7              Abm
  Not everybody got that spot out in the forty
Gb
  Some ten-point buck they shot, hangin' like a velvet trophy
Emaj7                    Abm
  Fridays in parkin' lots outside of somewhere holy
Gb
  Not everybody likes this kind of life, but we do, don't we?
Emaj7                              Abm
  Still workin' hard like my daddy told me
      Gb
Still keepin' lowkey, still ridin' high behind them low beams
Emaj7                    Abm
  If you don't know about this nowhere, you don't know me
Gb
  Not everybody thinks we got it made, but we do, don't we?

Interlude: Emaj7 Abm Gb

Verse 2:
Emaj7                           Abm
  It might be simple, but these two lanes, they're my temple
         Gb
And that river rollin' gentle wash my worries away
Emaj7                      Abm
  I used to hate it, but I travel lots of pavements
          Gb
And there ain't no better places at the end of the day

Pre-chorus:
     Emaj7              Abm
So I pass the plate and thank the Lord he put me here
              Gb
And pray that towns like mine don't ever disappear

Chorus:
Emaj7              Abm
  Not everybody got that spot out in the forty
Gb
  Some ten-point buck they shot, hangin' like a velvet trophy
Emaj7                    Abm
  Fridays in parkin' lots outside of somewhere holy
Gb
  Not everybody likes this kind of life, but we do, don't we?
Emaj7                              Abm
  Still workin' hard like my daddy told me
      Gb
Still keepin' lowkey, still ridin' high behind them low beams
Emaj7                    Abm
  If you don't know about this nowhere, you don't know me
Gb
  Not everybody thinks we got it made, but we do, don't we?
Emaj7
  Yeah
Gb
  But we do, don't we?

Interlude: Abm Gb

Bridge:
              Emaj7
Not everybody takes off their hat
Abm
Stands for the flag
          Gb
That them boys overseas got on their sleeve
              Emaj7
Not everybody dies where they're born
        Abm
Takes a field full of corn
    Gb
And turns it into whiskey, say it with me
      (nc)
Yeah, we do, don't we?

Chorus:
Emaj7              Abm
  Not everybody got that spot out in the forty
Gb
  Some ten-point buck they shot, hangin' like a velvet trophy
Emaj7                    Abm
  Fridays in parkin' lots outside of somewhere holy
Gb
  Not everybody likes this kind of life, but we do, don't we?
Emaj7                              Abm
  Still workin' hard like my daddy told me
      Gb
Still keepin' lowkey, still ridin' high behind them low beams
Emaj7                    Abm
  If you don't know about this nowhere, you don't know me
Gb
  Not everybody thinks we got it made, but we do, don't we?
Emaj7
  Yeah
Gb
  But we do, don't we?
Emaj7              Abm
  Not everybody got that spot out in the forty
Gb
  (But we do, don't we?)
Emaj7                    Abm
  Fridays in parkin' lots outside of somewhere holy
Gb
  Not everybody likes this kind of life
    (nc)
But we do, don't we?
 Dit arrangement is de eigen interpretatie van de inzender, gedeeld voor privéstudie, educatie en niet-commercieel gebruik. Het onderliggende nummer, de songtekst en de muziek blijven eigendom van hun rechthebbenden. Om verwijdering aan te vragen, zie Juridische verklaring.