Capo 2

Verse 

           D
Down where I born it was heaven on earth.
    G
The Flint River washes that red Georgia dirt.
D                                     A
The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright.
          D
We raised cotton, corn, a little cane, and kids.
           G
You either lived on a farm or wish you did.
D                               A
Jesus always walked close by our side.
            Em   A           D          G     D     G
Where I grew up, we rode in trucks.

Verse 2
        D
There's a lot about life you can learn on a bus, 
       G
How to lie, how to fight, how to kiss, how to cuss.
    D                                         A
The closer we sat to the back, the smarter we got.
        D
We were poor, we were ugly, we were all best friends.
G
White-eyed, baptized, and still wantin' to sin.
D                                   A
Thank God we get more than just one shot.
            Em   A           D
Where I grew up, we rode in trucks.

Chorus
       A          G                               D
That's us, haulin' hay in the field with the radio on.
       A           G                          Em
That's us, headin' straight into town when the work is done.
      A            G                  D         D/F#           G
In my mind, I can still see us now, ridin' down Buck Island Road.
G                   Em            A
It wasn't that long ago.


Verse 3
D
We thought tobacco and beer in a can
G
Was all it would take to be like our old man.
    D                         A
But I saw how it made my momma cry.
       D
It was huntin' and fishin' and football games.
G                                Em
Then it was girls, and everything changed,
        A
In our lives.
                      Em    A           D
Fallin' in and out of love, we rode in trucks.

Chorus 2
       A           G                      D
That's us with our tailgates down in the parking lot.
       A       G                    Em
That's us with mud on our tires when it rained a lot.
     A            G                 D           D/F#           G
In my mind, I can still see us now, ridin' down Buck Island Road.
                    Em                  A                 G     A
It wasn't that long ago, it's apart of my soul. Yeah.

Outro
           D
Down where I was born, it was heaven on earth.
    G
The Flint River washes that red Georgia dirt.
D                                     A
The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright.
            Em   A               D
Where I grew up, we rode in trucks.