The Reklaws

Old Country Soul

The Reklaws


Tom: D

D Em G D

[Verse 1]
D               Em
Born and raised on a backroad
G               D
Speaker box and a canco
A        Bm
Saturday we were rebels
              G          D
But we were angels in church

D              Em
Beat up boots on the front porch
G                  D
Rusty roots in the back forty
A                 Bm             G           D
Nothing's ever meant more to me than that dirt

            A                Bm
Never givin up never turn it down
            G                 D
Same back then as it is right now
      A           Bm           G
No matter where I'm at man I know


[Chorus]
           D            Em
I got that old country soul
               G           D
That Boondocks swag in my stroll
            A        Bm
Rock it wherever I roll
            G       D
I got that old country
            D           Em
I got that old country soul
             G           D
I wouldn't trade it for gold
                A        Bm
Some day write it on my stone
            G       D
I got that old country, old country soul


[Verse 2]
       D               Em
I'm a blue ribbon on a PBR
   G                  D
Countin blessin's and countin stars
A              Bm                  G      D
Memories in a mason jar that won't let me go
              A                    Bm
Like an old guitar on a brand new song
                   G                   D
Just cause you leave don't mean you're gone
      A             Bm       G
No matter where I'm at man I know