Tim McGraw

^G Six lanes, ^D taillights, ^Em red ants marching in ^C to the night
^G They disappeared to the ^D left and right ^C again ^D
G Another supper ^D from a sack, a ^Em ninety-nine cent ^C heart attack
^G I got a pounding head and and ^D aching back
And the ^C camel's buryied in a ^D7 big straw stack
But ^G I'm gonna live where the ^D green grass grows
^C Watch my corn pop ^D up in rows
^G Every night be ^D tucked in close to ^C you ^D
G Raise our kids where the ^D good Lord's blessed
^C Point our rocking chairs ^D t'wards the west
^G Plant our dreams where the ^D peaceful river ^C flows
^Am Oh, where the ^D7 green grass ^G grows
^G Where I'm from, a ^D map dot, a ^Em stop sign on a ^C blacktop
^G I caught the first bus ^D I could hop from ^C there ^D
G But all of this glitter is ^D getting dark
^Em There's concrete growing in the ^C city park
^G I don't know who my ^D neighbors are
And there's ^C bars on my door and ^D7 bars on my heart
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