Luke Bryan - We Rode In Trucks, аккорды

This strum pattern isn't exactly right but it sounds pretty close.
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Intro: 
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Verse 1:
       
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Down where I born it was heaven on earth.
   
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The Flint River washes that red Georgia dirt.
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The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright.
       
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We raised cotton, corn, a little cane, and kids.
       
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You either lived on a farm or wish you did.
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Jesus always walked close by our side.
        
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Where I grew up, we rode in trucks.

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

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


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

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

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