Luke Bryan - Dirt Road Diary

Song looks way to simple but I promise its only three chords.

No Capo

Intro:
G D Cadd9 x2

G                           D                    Cadd9
Me and daddy ride around all day shooting doves off a line in a Chevrolet.
G                                       D                                   Cadd9..
Old lab would jump out the back and fetch 'em up.,.
G                               D                      Cadd9ie
We'd drive for miles and miles and never once hit blacktop or change the dial.
G                      D                               Cadd9
One little country station was all there was.
G               D                                  Cadd9
Checking gates, fixing fence and roads that's how my story goes.

Chorus:
G              D                         Cadd9
If you want to know the real me, just turn the page in my dirt road diary.
G                D                     Cadd9
It's right there for you to see, every kiss, every beer, every cotton field memory.
G                     D                          Cadd9 (strum once)
Tan legs and some Dixie land delight, ridin' round, windows down on a summer night.
G           D                 Cadd9 
I was there, that was me. Its right here in my dirt road diary.

G D Cadd9


G                       D                         Cadd9
I remember when I turned sixteen; I got a license and some gasoline.
G                     D                                     Cadd9
Ain't a curve or a straight away we didn't fly down.
G                               D                       Cadd9
If wasn't the boys it was me and her by fire in a field or down by the river.
G                       D                               Cadd9
Every inch of that county was sacred ground.
G                         D
Wish I knew where that old truck was.
Cadd9
If it could talk it could tell on us.

Chorus:

G              D                         Cadd9
If you want to know the real me, just turn the page in my dirt road diary.
G                D                     Cadd9
It's right there for you to see, every kiss, every beer, every cotton field memory.
G                     D                          Cadd9 (strum once)
Tan legs and some Dixie land delight, ridin' round, windows down on a summer night.
G          D                 Cadd9
I was there, that was me. Its right here in my dirt road diary.

Bridge:
G               D                               Cadd9
     It ain't a book underneath my bed;
G                         D                 Cadd9
Just a dusty memory lane in my head.

G D Cadd9 x2

G                     D                          Cadd9
Tan legs and some Dixie land delight, ridin' round, windows down on a summer night.
G          D                 Cadd9
I was there, that was me. Its right here in my dirt road diary.
G                   D                         Cadd9 
Just ride around this little town and you'll see how I wrote my dirt road diary.