Capo: 1st fret
[Intro]
C C C C
[Verse 1]
C
There's an old route two-lane
C
Taking out past where the radio just can't
C
Pass a riverbed with a rope swing
C
And a mailbox painted all John Deere green
[Pre-Chorus]
F
The end of a bunch of gravel driveway
F
Out here doing our own thing
[Chorus]
C
Out in the middle where the hard work meets hard living
C
Out in the middle where we're grown 'til we're gone, God willing
F
Just some good old boys and good old girls
F
Hunting red dirt dreams in a concrete world
G F C
Getting by on just a little, out in the middle
[Verse 2]
C
Come Friday, we come undone
C
Stay, have a little like a highlight neon
C
Barely hanging on like shelving a pole bar
C
You can hear Hank clear 'cross the next farm
[Pre-Chorus]
F
City folks say we're crazy
F
But they ain't never been way
[Chorus]
C
Out in the middle where the hard work meets hard living
C
Out in the middle where we're grown 'til we're gone, God willing
F
Just some good old boys and good old girls
F
Hunting red dirt dreams in a concrete world
G F C Bb F
Getting by on just a little
[Bridge]
C G7
Out in the middle of nowhere, that's where I wanna be
G#
And the old oak shade by the family graves
G C
With the Southern ground all day
[Chorus]
C
Out in the middle where the hard work meets hard living
C
Out in the middle where we're grown 'til we're gone, God willing
F
Just some good old boys and good old girls
F
Hunting red dirt dreams in a concrete world
G F C Bb F N.C.
Getting by on just a little, out in the middle
There's an old rural route two-lane
Take it out past where the radio just can't
Past the river bridge with a rope swing
And a mailbox painted all John Deere green
The end of a bunch of gravel driveway
Out here doing our own thing
Out in the middle where the hard work meets hard living
Out in the middle where we're grown till we're gone, God willing
Just some good old boys and good old girls, hunting red dirt dreams in a concrete world
Getting by on just a little, out in the middle
Come Friday, we come undone
Stay half-lit like the High Life neon
Barely hanging on like sheds in the pole barn
You can hear Hank clear 'cross the next farm
City folk say we're crazy
But they ain't never been way
Out in the middle where the hard work meets hard living
Out in the middle where we're grown till we're gone, God willing
Just some good old boys and good old girls, hunting red dirt dreams in a concrete world
Getting by on just a little, out in the middle
Of nowhere, that's where I wanna be
In the old oak shade by the family graves
With the southern ground on me
Out in the middle where the hard work meets hard living
Out in the middle where we're grown till we're gone, God willing
Just some good old boys and good old girls, hunting red dirt dreams in a concrete world
Getting by on just a little, out in the middle
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