Rodney Atkins - These Are My People
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Band name | Rodney Atkins |
Song name | These Are My People |
Tab type | Chords |
Added | 06/19/2008 |
Size | 1.85 kb |
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Intro: (C) (C/B) (Am) (G) (F) (C) x 2 Well we (C) grew up (C/B) down by the (Am) railroad (G) tracks Shootin' (F) b.b.'s at (G) old beer (C) cans Chokin' on the (C/B) smoke from a (Am) lucky strike (G) Somebody (F) lifted off of (G) his old (C) man We were football (C/B) flunkies (Am) Southern rock (G) junkies (F) Crackin' up the (G) stere(C)os Singin' loud and (C/B) proud to (Am) "Gimme Three (G) Steps" "Simple (F) Man" and (G) "Curtis (C) Low" We were good, ya know (C) (C/B) (Am) (G) (F) (G) (C) We got some (C) discount (C/B) knowledge at the (Am) junior (G) college Where we (F) majored in (G) beer and (C) girls It was all real (C/B) funny ‘til we (Am) ran out of (G) money And they (F) threw us out (G) into the (C) world Yeah the kids that (C/B) thought they'd (Am) run this (G) town Ain't (F) runnin' much of (G) any(C)thing We're just lovin' and (C/B) laughin' And (Am) bustin' our (G) asses And we (F) call it all (G) livin' the (C) dream These are my (F) people (G) This is where (C) I come from We're (F) givin' this life every(G)thing we've got and (C) then some It ain't always (F) pretty (G) But it's (C) real That's the (C) way we were (C/B) made Wouldn't (Am) have it any (G) other (F) way These are my (C) people (C) (C/B) (Am) (G) (F) (G) (C) Well we take it all week on the chin with a grin Till we make it to a friday night And it's church league softball holler ‘bout a bad call Preacher breakin' up the fight Then later on at the green light tavern Well everybody's gatherin' as friends And the beer is pourin' till monday mornin' Where we start all over again Repeat Chorus We (C) fall (G) down and we get up We walk (F) proud and we talk tough We (C) got (G) heart and we got nerve (F) Even if we are a (G) bit disturbed Solo Repeat Chorus