F#m  A  D(add9)  F#m  A  D(add9) 
INTRO 
 
 
           F#m                 A 
There's an old John Deere underneath a tree, 
D(add9) 
500 acres, my dad and me. 
F#m                A 
Worked this land until we hurt, 
D(add9)                                  F#m   A  D(add9) 
Trying to make a living out of plain old dirt. 
 
 
        F#m                     A 
Well he didn't say nothin' when momma left, 
  D(add9) 
Just kept his feelings to himself. 
    F#m                 A 
His pride was hurt, his heart was broke, 
   D(add9) 
He sits and he rolls another smoke 
     E                   D 
Said: Son, this is all I know. 
E                         D 
 And I guess it goes to show. 
   Esus 
He said: 
 
 
        A               E 
We were born to survive outback life, 
Bm             D 
Generations of toil and strife. 
A         E              D  
 We don't know any other way. 
         A              E 
When the sun beats down so damn hard, 
    Bm                D 
Its 40 degrees in the holdin' yard. 
      A         E 
Got a 303 and a 4 wheel drive, 
D                                   F#m  A  D(add9) 
Livin' out here, we were born to survive. 
           F#m  A  D(add9) 
Born to survive. 
 
 
       F#m                 A 
Well a friend of mine named Willy Grace, 
D(add9) 
Held an auction at his old place. 
F#m                      A 
 The crowd gathered at a quarter to three, 
    D(add9) 
And walked away with his memories but: 
E                            D 
 Something keeps him hanging on, 
E                       D 
 Even when all hope was gone. 
          Esus 
He'd say: 
 
 
        A               E 
We were born to survive outback life, 
Bm             D 
Generations of toil and strife. 
A         E              D  
 We don't know any other way. 
         A              E 
When the sun beats down so damn hard, 
    Bm                D 
Its 40 degrees in the holdin' yard. 
      A         E 
Got a 303 and a 4 wheel drive, 
D                                   E 
Livin' out here, we were born to survive. 
 
 
 
E  D  E  D  E 
INSTRUMENTAL 
 
 
        A               E 
We were born to survive outback life, 
Bm             D 
Generations of toil and strife. 
A         E              D  
 We don't know any other way. 
         A              E 
When the sun beats down so damn hard, 
    Bm                D 
Its 40 degrees in the holdin' yard. 
      A         E 
Got a 303 and a 4 wheel drive, 
D                                   F#m  A  D(add9) 
Livin' out here, we were born to survive. 
           F#m  A  D(add9) 
Born to survive. 
 
 
F#m  A  D(add9)  F#m  A  D(add9)  F#m 
INSTRUMENTAL 
 
 
 
  
F#m     =   244222                             A     =   x02220 
 
D(add9) =   xx0230                             E     =   022100 
 
Esus    =   022200                             Bm    =   x24432 
 
D       =   xx0232 
 
 
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