Intro C F G Am
(lotta God, little love)
C F G Am
(lotta God, little love)
C F
we had a bootleg buzz..
G Am
and we were just chasing them daisy dukes..
C F
we were brave enough..
G Am
to live like there was nothing to lose..
C F
we've all been there every once in a while
G Am
but some things change every minute a mile
C F
we made a little trouble, had a lot of fun..
G
'round here we all grew up
Chorus
C
at a party 'round a fire
F
runnin' dirt roads
G Am
way out yonder where the green grass grows
C F
cup holder of quarters cause gas ain't cheap
G Am
to get your first love in your shotgun seat
C F
and look at us now, man it ain't what it was..
G Am
some left town and some got stuck..
C F
it takes a whole lotta God, a little bit love
G (C)
but we all settle down and we all grow up..
Int. C F G Am
(lotta God, little love)
C F
some found the bottom of the bottle
dusted off a bible
G Am
others got carried away behind the throttle
C F
some are still broke and some made a million
G Am
some are selling dope and some are still healing
C F
some would rather turn dirt for a little money
G Am
some went to the city, yeah some stayed country
C F
'round here we're proud of the way we live
G
and that's just how it is..
Chorus
C
at a party 'round a fire
F
runnin' dirt roads
G Am
way out yonder where the green grass grows
C F
cup holder of quarters cause gas ain't cheap
G Am
to get your first love in your shotgun seat
C F
and look at us now, man it ain't what it was..
G Am
some left town and some got stuck..
C F
it takes a whole lotta God, a little bit love
G (C)
but we all settle down and we all grow up..
Int. C F
(lotta God, little love)
G Am
(settle down and we all grow up)
C F
(lotta God, little love)
G Am
(settle down and we all grow up)
C
'round here we had those skoal can rings
F
in our back left pocket
G Am
daddy didn't care but mama 'bout lost it
C F
it don't matter how old we get
G
we'll always be them kids..
Chorus
C
that would party 'round a fire
F
runnin' dirt roads
G Am
way out yonder where the green grass grows
C F
cup holder of quarters cause gas ain't cheap
G Am
to get your first love in your shotgun seat
C F
and look at us now, man it ain't what it was..
G Am
some left town and some got stuck..
C F
it takes a whole lotta God, a little bit love
G (C)
but we all settle down and we all grow up..
Outro C F
(lotta God, little love)
G Am
(settle down) yeah, we all grow up..
C F
(lotta God, little love)
G Am
(settle down and we all grow up)