Intro: (C) (C/B) (Am) (G) (F) (C) x 2


          C      C/B           Am      G
Well We grew up Down by the railroad Tracks
        F        G        C
shootin BB's at old beer cans
                 C/B           Am
Choakin' on the smoke from a lucky strike
   G       F         G       C
somebody lifted off his old man


                    C/B
We were Football Flunkies
  Am             G
Southern Rock Junkies
   F             G    C
Crankin' up the stereo's
                  C/B
Singing Loud and Proud
      Am           G             F          G      C
to "Gimmie Three Steps" "Simple Man" and "Curtis Low"
                      C   C/B   Am   G  F  G  C
We were Good ya know  

            C        C/B             Am      G
Got some discount Knowledge at the Junior College
           F         G         C
Where we majored in beer and girls
                 C/B           Am          G
It was all real funny 'til we ran out of money
           F           G         C
and they threw us out into the world

                     C/B          Am        G
Yeah the kids that thought they'd run this town
          F              G    C
ain't a runnin' much of anything
                  C/B         Am           G
just lovin' and laughin' and bustin' our asses
            F            G          C
and we all call it all livin' the dream

(chorus)

               F      G
These are my people
              C
This is where I come from
       F                    G                C
Were givin' this life everything we got and then some
                  F      G
It ain't always pretty
         C
But its real
          C           C/B
It's the way we were made
          Am           G    F
Wouldn't have it any other way
               C      C   C/B   Am   G  F  G  C
These are my people
         

C          C/B                   Am           G
Well We take it all week on the chin with a grin
     F                 G      C
'til we make it to a friday night
          C/B          Am    
And it's church league softball
  G             F      
holler about a bad call
   G               F       C
preacher breaking up the fight

      C/B              Am          G
Then later on at the Green Light Tavern
 F                   G           C
Well everybody is gathered as friends
         C/B      Am 
And the beers a pourin'
       G
'til Monday Mornin'
    F                G     C
and we start it all over again

(chorus)

               F      G
These are my people
              C
This is where I come from
       F                    G                C
Were givin' this life everything we got and then some
                  F      G
It ain't always pretty
         C
But its real
          C           C/B
It's the way we were made
          Am           G    F
Wouldn't have it any other way
               C      C   C/B   Am   G  F  G  C
These are my people



    C     G
We fall Down and We get up
          F
We walk proud and We talk tough
    C    G
We got heart and We got nerve
 F                G
Even If we are a bit disturbed



(Chorus)