Tom: G
D C D C
In these hills the whippoorwills all talk, uh-hmm
D C D C
Beneath these streets flows a history of a farm, uh-hmm
D C D C
These old tools found in shallow creek beds and sterlin' silver in the dirt
D C D C
Turns the past into a southern charm and my red ain't covered by dirt
[Chorus]
C D C
Whoa-oh
C D C
Whoa-oh
C D C
Whoa-woah
C D C
Whoa-oh
[Verse 2]
D C D C
If your truck breaks down these county lines will get you home
D C D C
But if you post some shit on me you'll land yourself in God's big green earth
D C D C
Because my daddy said don't start no trouble young, man but don't take none from no damn one
D C D C
So I just sing my music, pay my bills, got a shotgun and a hearse
D C D C
I turned the past into a southern charm and my red ain't covered by dirt
[Chorus]
C D C
Whoa-oh
C D C
Whoa-oh
C D C
Whoa-woah
C D C
Whoa-oh
[Guitar Solo]
D C
[Chorus]
C D C
Whoa-oh
C D C
Whoa-oh
C D C
Whoa-woah
C D C
Whoa-oh
