Reyna Roberts

Stompin Grounds

Reyna Roberts


Tom: C

[G7     320031]


[Intro]
Dm  Dm/F  Dm  Dm/F  Dm  Dm/F  Dm
Dm  Dm/F  Dm  Dm7/C G7
Dm  Dm/F  Dm  Dm/F  Dm  Dm/F  Dm
Dm  Dm/F  Dm  Dm7/C G7  F


[Verse 1]
Dm
Welcome to my hometown
Dm                             F  Dm
Let your hair down, let it out
Dm
'Round here we like to throw it down
Dm
Best shine around and we only drink it stout
Dm
Boots down, flames up from dawn to dusk
Dm                   F       G
Go hard 'cause there  ain't  no  stopping us
Dm
Drowning in  that whiskey river
Dm                       F  G
But too damn high to sink


[Pre-Chorus]
Dm
Raise a little hell in the promised land
Dm
And pray to God that he don't mind


[Chorus]
Dm                    F
These are my stompin' grounds
F   G             Dm
And don't you forget it
F                    G                       Dm
Ain't a thing in the world that could change it, no
F          G                         Dm
And if you don't like that, then you best get to steppin' on
F                          G                 Bb
'Cause I was raised in the deep, dark, dirty south
                 C        Dm    Dm/F Dm
And these are my stompin' grounds
Dm           Dm/F     Dm     Dm/F Dm Dm7/C G7 F  Dm
These are my stompin' grounds


[Verse 2]
Dm
Burnin' up from the Alabama heat roll tide
Dm                      Dm  F  Dm
Whatchu know about that?
Dm
Where the backwoods sound gives you life alright
Dm
Ain't it something else?
Dm
We don't skip on church on Sunday morn
Dm                               F      G
Mama taught us to be grateful since the day we were born
Dm
But if you come here lookin' for trouble
Dm
You betcha you gon' find some


[Pre-Chorus]
Dm
Raise a little hell in the promised land
Dm
And pray to God that he don't mind


[Chorus]
Dm                    F
These are my stompin' grounds
F   G             Dm
And don't you forget it
F                    G                       Dm
Ain't a thing in the world that could change it, no, no, no
F          G                         Dm
And if you don't like that, then you best get to steppin' on
F                          G                 Bb
'Cause I was raised in the deep, dark, dirty south
                 C        Dm
And these are my stompin' grounds
Dm
These are my stompin' grounds


[Instrumental]
Dm  F  G
Dm


[Bridge]
Dm
We're gettin' down, gettin' down, gettin' down now
F
We're gettin' down, gettin' down, gettin' down now
G7
We're gettin' down, gettin' down, gettin' down now
Dm
We're gettin' down, we're gettin' down
Dm
We're gettin' down, gettin' down, gettin' down now
F
We're gettin' down, gettin' down, gettin' down now
G7                                                Dm
We're gettin' down, gettin' down, gettin' down now


[Outro]
Dm                    Bb
These are my stompin' grounds
    G             Dm
And don't you forget it, yeah
F                    G                       Dm
Ain't a thing in the world that could change it, no, hell no
F          G                         Dm
And if you don't like that, then you best get to steppin' on
F                          G                 Bb
'Cause I was raised in the deep, dark, dirty south
                 C        Dm    Dm/F Dm  Dm/F Dm
And these are my stompin' grounds (Yeah)
Dm           Dm/F     Dm     Dm/F Dm
These are my stompin' grounds (Yeah)
Dm7/C G7 F
Yeah