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[Chorus]
D5FG
I miss the old days, tall Chevrolets
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Nice tanned up legs swingin' on a tailgate
FGm
The old days, when fist fights were fine
DmDm
Throwin' hands didn't land you two months jail time
FG
The old days, when love was real
DmDm
And it burned in your soul like a moonshine still
FG
The old days, those days are gone
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So I cherish the memories of the place I call home, oh yeah
[Verse]
DmFG
There's a bridge on River Road where I painted my name
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With a couple of buddies with John Deere spray paint
FG
We used to smoke on the green after the sun hit the hay
DmDm
And made it home by nine or daddy's temper would blaze
FG
In them high-school front doors, shit we was straight out the back
DmDm
Sittin' in a deer stand chewin' Redman up by the pack
FG
Them straight pipes on the 5.7 made us feel badass
DmDm
Sittin' in the senior parkin' lot crankin' up Johnny Cash
FG
My grades, they wasn't great, but my heart is nothin' but gold
DmDm
Hospitality's priceless, it ain't 'bout tradin' a soul
FG
So before you judge my cover, won't you dive in my soul
DmDm
And learn I'm from another life, I'm like 200 years old
[Chorus]
DmFG
I miss the old days, tall Chevrolets
DmDm
Nice tanned up legs swingin' on a tailgate
FGm
The old days, when fist fights were fine
DmDm
Throwin' hands didn't land you two months jail time
FG
The old days, when love was real
DmDm
And it burned in your soul like a moonshine still
FG
The old days, those days are gone
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So I cherish the memories of the place I call hoooooome, oh yeah
FGDm
Oooooh yeeeeeeah
[Verse 2]
DmFGGm
When I show up to a show, everybody knows I'm fuckin' there
DmDm
Walk by like I'm stuck in silence, let the folks with cameras stare
FGGm
I'm there to put my county on, with muddy water in my veins
DmDm
Countless nights on Indian Springs, prayin' I would catch my dream
FGm
When Paw Paw went to heaven, let me tell you, I was lost in life
DmDmD
Almost got fronted them pounds to help keep on my families lights
FG
But then I walked to a church in the midst of the night
DmDm
Put some tears on the tulips and the creation was bright
FG
And I knew at that very moment the fight I's about to pick involved
DmDm
Cowboy boots, guitars and not givin' a shit
DFG
So let me write to the beat of my two clickin' Tony Lama's
DmD5
Live in a trailer with my family and a few saved up dollars
N.C.
Church
[Chorus]
FG
I miss the old days, tall Chevrolets
DmDm
Nice tanned up legs swingin' on a tailgate
FGm
The old days, when fist fights were fine
DmDm
Throwin' hands didn't land you two months jail time
FG
The old days, when love was real
Dm
And it burned in your soul like a moonshine still
FGm
The old days, those days are gone
DmFGDm
So I cherish the memories of the place I call hoooooome, oh yeah