[Intro]
E C#m7 Asus2
(2x)
[Verse 1]
E C#m7
Windows down
Asus2
Cruisin' 'round singin' every song they know
E C#m7
'Cause they're still young
Asus2 C#m7 Asus2 E Bsus4
Just tryna live it up 'til the blood runs cold
[Pre-Chorus]
C#m7 Asus2 E Bsus4
And I can't count all these stories I've heard from family before me
C#m7 Asus2 E Bsus4
How they'd backroad drink and wind up lost amongst the trees
C#m7 Asus2 E Bsus4
Lettin' go of these roots has let this damn world grow so weak
C#m7 Asus2 E F#5 G#5 B5 C#m
God, the things I'd do to lift this ghost town off its knees
[Chorus]
C#m7 Asus2
Remember days
E Bsus4
When you could go roll around
C#m7 Asus2 E Bsus4
Crank a little George Strait and know every face in this town
C#m7 Asus2
Remember days
E Bsus2
A helping hand could always be found
C#m7 Asus2 E Bsus4
Ice cold beer and baseball games were always common ground
[Instrumental]
E C#m7 Asus2
[Verse 2]
E C#m7
Summer days
Asus2
Mid-creek swimmin' and baling hay
E C#m7
When Sunday came
Asus2 C#m7 Asus2 E Bsus4
You sit around the table and say your grace
[Pre-Chorus]
C#m7 Asus2 E Bsus4
It's where my grandfather always told me to think 'fore I speak
C#m7 Asus2 E Bsus4
Hell, that's probably why he's a man I strive to be
C#m7 Asus2 E Bsus4
Lettin' go of these roots has let this damn world grow so weak
C#m7 Asus2 E F#5 G#5 B5 C#m
God, the things I'd do to lift this ghost town off its knees
[Chorus]
C#m7 Asus2
Remember days
E Bsus4
When you could go roll around
C#m7 Asus2 E Bsus4
Crank a little George Strait and know every face in this town
C#m7 Asus2
Remember days
E Bsus2
A helping hand could always be found
C#m7 Asus2 E Bsus4
Ice cold beer and baseball games were always common ground
[Instrumental]
E C#m7 Asus2
[Outro]
E C#m7
Windows down
Asus2
Cruisin' 'round singin' every song that I know
E C#m7
'Cause I'm still young
Asus2
And I'm just tryna live it up 'fore my blood runs cold
Windows down
Cruisin' 'round singin' every song they know
'Cause they're still young
Just tryna live it up 'til the blood runs cold
And I can't count all these stories I've heard from family before me
How they'd backroad drink and wind up lost amongst the trees
Lettin' go of these roots has let this damn world grow so weak
God, the things I'd do to lift this ghost town off its knees
Remember days when you could go roll around
Crank a little George Strait and know every face in this town
Remember days a helping hand could always be found
Ice cold beer and baseball games were always common ground
Summer days
Mid-creek swimmin' and baling hay
When Sunday came
You sit around the table and say your grace
It's where my grandfather always told me to think 'fore I speak
Hell, that's probably why he's a man I strive to be
Lettin' go of these roots has let this damn world grow so weak
God, the things I'd do to lift this ghost town off its knees
Remember days when you could go roll around
Crank a little George Strait and know every face in this town
Remember days a helping hand could always be found
Ice cold beer and baseball games were always common ground
Windows down
Cruisin' 'round singin' every song that I know
'Cause I'm still young
And I'm just tryna live it up 'fore my blood runs cold
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