Tom: Dm
C
Livin' out of a suitcase
F Am
Sleepin' in hotel rooms
F C
Rental cars and airport bars
G C
And dog day afternoons.
C
My occupation is a picker
F
And music is my game.
Am C
Sometimes it makes me crazy
G C
But I would not change a thing.
[Chorus]
F
So lay down a back beat
C
Crank up your trusty Gibson
Am G C
Let's give it everything we got just one more time.
F Am
Lovin' the life we're livin'
F C
Playin' that Georgia rhythm.
G F C
Nothin' else ever made me feel so fine.
[Verse 2]
C
Four o'clock in the morning
F Am
Waitin' for a plane.
F C
We passed around the bottle, Lord,
G C
And we don't feel no pain.
C
Life out here on the highway
F C
Has its ups and downs.
Am C
But last night the Georgia rhythm
G F C
Tore up another town.
[Chorus]
F
So lay down a back beat
C
Crank up your trusty Gibson
Am G C
Let's give it everything we got just one more time.
F Am
Lovin' the life we're livin'
F C
Playin' that Georgia rhythm.
G F C
Nothin' else ever made me feel so fine.
[Instrumental]
F F F F C C C C C C
G G G G C C C C C C
F F F F C C C C C C
G G G G C
[Verse 3](Key comes up one step)
D
Rising above the madness
G D
Homeward bound again.
A
To crazy ways and lazy days
G D
And old familiar friends.
D
Some conversation with my lady
G D
Some love long overdue.
G D
God knows I hate to leave her
A G D
But I got a job to do.
[Chorus]
G
So lay down a back beat
D
Crank up your trusty Gibson, son.
A A7 D
Let's give it everything we got just one more time,
G
Lovin' the life we're livin'
D G
Playin' that Georgia rhythm.
D A G D
Makin' music, movin' on down the line
One more time
G
So lay down a back beat
D
Crank up your trusty Gibson, son.
A A7 D
Let's give it everything we got just one more time,
G
Lovin' the life we're livin'
D G
Playin' that Georgia rhythm.
D A G D
Makin' music, movin' on down the line
[Outro]
G G G G D D D D
A A A A D D D D
G G G G D D D D
A A A A D D D D
(Fade Out)
