Capo on 1st 

D                         Em                C                    G                   
Down the road where the black top ends, you can find Colt Ford with all his friends, 
  D                           Em 
weâ´´re used to gravel roads, and fishinâ´´ 
                 C                          G 
with cane poles, wasnâ´´t no swimminâ´´ pools, jus swimminâ´´ holes.  

D                         Em                     C                                G   
We was dirt road poor, and cane switched raised, Iâ´´ve been came a long way since back in them days, 
D                           Em                     C                             G 
been â´´round the world twice seen all fifty states, ate on thousand dollar china, but love sum paper plates 
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there aint nuthin wrong with them big city lights, but me, I prefer them slow country nights 
D                            Em                C                      G 
where I can see the darkness come in and go, Most folks is honest, and they all speak slow 
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you can leave your door open, aint nuttinâ´´ gunna happen, most country folks sing, but I couldnâ´´t, so im rappin 
D                       Em                   C                     G 
I wanna show yall where I come from, and invite yall all down to any country town  



[Refrão]
D                      Em                         C                       G 
Now before I pack and things and leave, thereâ´´s sumthin I need yall to understand 
               D                   Em                         C                     G 
I seen alotta things in my life time, thatâ´´s why I walk the line, Iâ´´m just a simple man 
              D                              Em                    C                   G 
and I aint'n the things for cheep thrills, but all my scars heel, so donâ´´t you ever cry for me, 
         D                       Em                       C                             G 
I aint ashamed where Iâ´´m from, you always will come, take a ride through the country. 

(verse 2)  
D                         Em            C                       G 
Up, dressed, and gone by 5 am, heâ´´s country, and heâ´´s rappinâ´´ we gotta play him 
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folks been waitin for some one like me, to give â´´em some heart beats and spit that country  
D                        Em                              C                  G 
My jeans donâ´´t sag, they fit, they kinda tight, got on a white t-shirt, no nothinâ´´ but work. 
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Daylight til dark, thatâ´´s how I was bread, and Iâ´´ll keep beinâ´´ country til the day Iâ´´m dead  
D                        Em                       C                       G 
See, country folks eat biscuits called cat heads, bar-b-q, baked beans, sweet tea, and white bread 
D                         Em                      C                             G 
we like to fish and hunt, aint scared of a fight, love the Good Lord and believe in doinâ´´ right,  
D                   Em                            C                      G 
Got 4-wheel drives, some got mud on â´´em, you can keep your rolls roice, cuz baby, we donâ´´t want â´´em! 
D                        Em                   C                  G 
So now yall know exactly who I am, and if you aint into that, i donâ´´t give a damn!  



[Refrão]
D                      Em                         C                       G 
Now before I pack and things and leave, thereâ´´s sumthin I need yall to understand 
               D                   Em                         C                     G 
I seen alotta things in my life time, thatâ´´s why I walk the line, Iâ´´m just a simple man 
              D                              Em                    C                   G 
and I aint'n the things for cheep thrills, but all my scars heel, so donâ´´t you ever cry for me, 
         D                       Em                       C                             G 
I aint ashamed where Iâ´´m from, you always will come, take a ride through the country. 


(verse 3) 
           D              Em               C                  G 
You might see my on your t.v, but honey yeah, that donâ´´t mean a thing,  
               D                  Em                      C            G   
you see, Iâ´´m still that same â´´ol country boy, and thatâ´´s all Iâ´´ll ever be, 
        D                         Em                     C              G 
and sometime, those bright lights blind me, and make it hard for me to see, 
            D              Em             C                  G 
but when I need to be reminded, I take a ride through the country 


(verse 4) 
    D                          Em                C                           G 
At about 5 oâ´´clock on Friday afternoon, them country boys head down to the local saloon 
       D                          Em            C                         G                           
you welcome to stop in and have a cold bottle, big city boys and stuck up super models, 
        D                    Em                         C                            G 
we donâ´´t care where ya from, as long as you polite, cuz push come to shove and every one of us will fight  
 D                          Em           C            G 
We mostly easy like Sunday morning, olâ´´ Colt came here to give yall fair warninâ´´, 
D                     Em                         C                     G 
country folks wont be pushed around, and theres some of us livinâ´´ in every town,  
    D                            Em           C                             G     
we believe in the Bible, and the U.S.A, work hard for what you want, itâ´´s the American way,  
    D                               Em              C                               G 
no body owe you nothinâ´´ supposed to earn your keep, but in a hard days work, get a good nights sleep,  
    D                     Em                        C                               G 
I know some of yall think Coltâ´´s kinda odd, but Iâ´´m loud, proud and country by the grace of God! 


 

[Refrão]
D                      Em                         C                       G 
Now before I pack and things and leave, thereâ´´s sumthin I need yall to understand 
               D                   Em                         C                     G 
I seen alotta things in my life time, thatâ´´s why I walk the line, Iâ´´m just a simple man 
              D                              Em                    C                   G 
and I aint'n the things for cheep thrills, but all my scars heel, so donâ´´t you ever cry for me, 
         D                       Em                       C                             G 
I aint ashamed where Iâ´´m from, you always will come, take a ride through the country.