Southern Comfort Zone
Recorded by Brad Paisley

(Capo on 2)

Intro.:  |(D) |(A/D) |(D) |(A/D) |(G) |(A/G) |(G) |(A/G) | x 2

When your (D)wheelhouse is the land of cotton
The first (G)time you leave it can be strange, it can be (D) shocking (A/D) (D) (A/D)

Not everybody (D)drives a truck, not everybody drinks sweet tea
Not everybody (G)owns a gun, wears a ball cap boots and jeans
Not everybody (D)goes to church or watches every NASCAR race
Not everybody (G)knows the words to "Ring Of Fire" or "Amazing Grace" (D)

(Chorus)
(Bm)Oh, Dixie Land, I (A)hope you understand
When I (G)miss my Tennessee (D)home and I (G)been away way too (D)long
I can't (G)see this world unless I (Bm)go outside my (C)Southern (G)Comfort (D)Zone

I have walked the (D)streets of Rome, I have been to foreign lands
I know what it's (G)like to talk and have nobody understand
I have seen the (D)Eiffel Tower lit up on a Paris night
I have kissed a (G)West Coast girl underneath the Northern Lights
I know what it's (Bm)like to meet the only one like me
To take a (A)good hard look around and be a mi-(Bm)nor-(F#/C#)i-(D)ty

And I (G)miss my Tennessee (D)home, I can (G)see the ways that I (D) grown
I can't (G)see this world unless (Bm)I go outside my (C)Southern (G)Comfort (D)Zone

I miss your (Bm)biscuits and your gravy fireflies (A)dancing in the night
You have (Em)fed me and saved me, Billy (G)Graham and Martha White
I have (Bm)since become a gypsy and I (A)just can't wait to pack
'Cause I (Em)know the route I leave on, it will (G)always bring me (D)back

Inst.:  |(D) |(A/D) |(D) |(A/D) |(G) |(G) |(G) |(G)

(Chorus)
I (D)wish I was in Dixie A-(G)gain
And I miss my Tennessee (D)Home, and I've (G)been away way too (D) long
I can't (G)see this world unless I (Bm) go outside My (C)Southern (G)Comfort (D)Zone (A/D) (D) (A/D)

Look a-(G)way, (A/G) look a-(G)way (A/G)
I (D)wish I (A/D) was in (D)dixie, (A/D) a-(G)way, (A/G) look a-(G)way (A/G) (D) -----