Capo: 1st fret
[Intro]
Em Em3 C G
(x2)
Em Em3 C G
The good old girls
Em Em3 C G
Fall for them good old boys
Em Em3 C G
With big old trucks
Em Em3 C G
That make a bunch of noise
Em Em3 C G
We buy our beer
Em Em3 C G
when we fill our tank
Em Em3 C G
We drive around and drink and talk about how we hate
[Chorus]
Em Em3 C G
This old town with barbed wire fences
Em Em3 C G
Will get ya nowhere fast if you don't listen
Am7
You get some dirt on your boots and cuss that ground
Am
While the rest of the world keeps spinnin' around
Em Em3 C G
This old town with barbed wire fences
[Verse]
Em Em3 C G
Shotgun shells,
Em Em3 C G
red stop signs
Em Em3 C G
Sheriff parked,
Em Em3 C G
down at the county line
Em Em3 C G
Yeah, it's always been
Em Em3 C G
like it is right now
Em Em3 C G
We don't know why, but we hang around
[Chorus]
Em Em3 C G Em Em3 C G
This old town with barbed wire fences
Em Em3 C G Em Em3 C G
Will get ya nowhere fast if you don't listen
Am7
You get some dirt on your boots and cuss that ground
Am
While the rest of the world keeps spinnin' around
Em Em3 C G
This old town with barbed wire fences,
Em Em3 C G
ooh yeah,yeah (x2)
Em Em3 C G
Some made it out,
Em Em3 C G
yeah, but I'm still here
Em Em3 C G
Fillin' my tank,
Em Em3 C G
and buyin' my beer
Em Em3 C G
But I'm headed home,
Em Em3 C G
to a pretty girl and a porch light
Em Em3 C G
Now I know why some folks like
Em Em3 C G
This old town with barbed wire fences
Em Em3 C G
Will get ya nowhere fast if you don't listen
Am7
You get some dirt on your boots and cuss that ground
Am
While the rest of the world keeps spinnin' around
Em Em3 C G
This old town with barbed wire fences (this old town)
Em Em3 C G
Yeah, this old town with barbed wire fences (this old town)
Em Em3 C G
(End)
Them good old girls fall for them good old boys
With big old trucks that make a bunch of noise
We buy our beer when we fill our tank
We drive around and drink and talk about how we hate
This old town and barbed wire fences
Will get ya nowhere fast if you don't listen
You get some dirt on your boots and cuss that ground
While the rest of the world keeps spinnin' around
This old town and barbed wire fences
Shotgun shells, red stop signs
Sheriff parked down at the county line
Yeah, it's always been like it is right now
We don't know why, but we hang around
This old town and barbed wire fences
Will get ya nowhere fast if you don't listen
You get some dirt on your boots and cuss that ground
While the rest of the world keeps spinnin' around
This old town and barbed wire fences
Some made it out, yeah but I'm still here
Fillin' my tank, and buyin' my beer
But I'm headed home to a pretty girl and a porch light
Now I know why some folks like
This old town and barbed wire fences
Will get ya nowhere fast if you don't listen
You get some dirt on your boots and cuss that ground
While the rest of the world keeps spinnin' around
This old town and barbed wire fences
Yeah, this old town and barbed wire fences
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