Tom: Bm Bm All my rowdy country friends around here G Am We like to meet at the hollar, build a fire, drink a beer Bm We slip out to the field, climb a tree, shoot a deer G Am I reminiscence about these days, man I get a chill Bm We keep our trucks lifted up so high G Am We kinda like 'em down into four-wheel drive Bm Sideways in a mud hole, that's just how it goes G Am Bm 'Round here, I'm talkin' 'bout the southern land [Verse 1] Bm G Grab a six-pack son, go hop in the back Everybody 'round here know where the party's at A Am Down a real long road on private land Passed down to me from my old man Bm G Yeah, we get rowdy, crank it up too loud Southern pride still makes me proud A Am Them long legs still drive me wild When there's nowhere to go just drivin' 'round Bm G Ain't nothin' like a sunset sittin' on down with a sun-kissed girl sittin' eyes on me A Am Take a picture for the moment so time will freeze N.C. If you're lookin' for me, you'll know where I'll be Bm G Beneath these hollars, hills, and trees My kids gonna do that same 'ol thing A Am Same 'ol song, same guitar, just different strings [Chorus] Bm All my rowdy country friends around here G Am We like to meet at the hollar, build a fire, drink a beer Bm We slip out to the field, climb a tree, shoot a deer G Am I reminiscence about these days, man I get a chill Bm We keep our trucks lifted up so high G Am We kinda like 'em down into four-wheel drive Bm Sideways in a mud hole, that's just how it goes G Am Bm 'Round here, I'm talkin' 'bout the southern land [Verse 2] Bm G You can take me out of the country, but you can't take it out of me A Am See these roots in my veins trying to do it different that any human eye can see Bm G How it was is how it is, ain't nothin' gonna change 'bout the way we live A Am I'm still runnin' around, that same old kid Barefoot and all, just gained some years Bm G Let me tell you 'bout a backroad Talk about the ones that we still ride on A Am In a little bitty town nothin' goin' around romance with the lights on Bm G Back pew believer, I'm an underachiever A Am Just a good 'ol boy turned to a singer [Chorus] Bm All my rowdy country friends around here G Am We like to meet at the hollar, build a fire, drink a beer Bm We slip out to the field, climb a tree, shoot a deer G Am I reminiscence about these days, man I get a chill Bm We keep our trucks lifted up so high G Am We kinda like 'em down into four-wheel drive Bm Sideways in a mud hole, that's just how it goes G Am Bm G 'Round here, I'm talkin' 'bout the southern land [Bridge] Am Bm G I'm talkin' 'bout the southern land Am Bm G I'm talkin' 'bout the southern land Am Bm G I'm talkin' 'bout the southern land Am Bm I'm talkin' 'bout the southern land