Dirt Road Anthem by Brantley Gilbert
Key: BmBm | Capo: 0fr |  Left-Handed 

    


Intro
Bm  D  G  D
Chorus
Yeah (Bm) I'm chillin on a dirt (D) road.
Laid back (G) swervin' like I'm George (D) Jones
Smoke (Bm) rollin' out the win (D) dow
An ice cold beer (G) sittin in the con (D)sole.                                              
Memory (Bm) Lane up in the head (D) lights.
got me remi (G) niscing on the good (D) times
(Bm) said I'm turnin' off the real (D) life drive and that's right
(G) hittin easy street on mud (D) tires
Verse
(Bm) back in the day Potts' farm was the place to (D)go
load the truck up hit the dirt road
(G) Jump the barbwire, spread the (D) word                                                     
light the bon fire , then call the girls
(Bm) king in the can, and the Marlboro (D) man
Jack and Jim were a few good men
we (G) learned how to kiss and cuss and fight (D) too
better watch out for the boys in blue
and (Bm) all this small town he said she (D) said
aint it funny how rumors spread
(G) like i know somethin ya'll don’t (D) know
man this shit is getting old
man (Bm) mind your business watch your (D) mouth
 before i have to knock your loud ass out
(G) i'm tired of talkin ya'll aint listenin (D)
them old dirt road is what ya'll missing
Chorus
Yeah (Bm) I'm chillin on a dirt (D) road.
Laid back (G) swervin' like I'm George (D) Jones
Smoke (Bm) rollin' out the win (D) dow
An ice cold beer (G) sittin in the con (D) sole.                                              
Memory (Bm) Lane up in the head (D) lights.
got me remi (G) niscing on the good (D) times
(Bm) said I'm turnin' off the real (D) life drive and that's right
(G) hittin easy street on mud (D) tires
Verse
I sit (Bm) back and think about them good ole (D) days
the way we were raised in our southern ways
we (G) like corn bread and bis (D) cuits
and if its broke round here we fix it
see i can (Bm) take ya'll where you need to (D) go
down to my hood or back in them woods
we do it (G) different round here that’s (D) right
but we sho do it good and we do it all night
(Bm) so if you really wanna know how it (D) feels
to get off the road and truck with four wheels
(G) jump on in tell ya (D) friends
that well be raisin hell where the black top ends
Chorus
Yeah (Bm) I'm chillin on a dirt (D) road.
Laid back (G) swervin' like I'm George (D) Jones
Smoke (Bm) rollin' out the win (D) dow
An ice cold beer (G) sittin in the con (D) sole.                                              
Memory (Bm) Lane up in the head (D) lights.
got me remi (G) niscing on the good (D) times
(Bm) said I'm turnin' off the real (D) life drive and that's right
(G) hittin easy street on mud (D) tires
Verse
I was (Bm) brought up in a small town in North Geor (D) gia
raised on southern baptist morals 
all (G) on a pew for the Sunday roll (D) call
everybody praise the lord ya'll,
grew (Bm) up learnin' how to hunt and (D) fish
bust a 12 gauge pump and not miss
(G) life without work that's just a (D) myth
never listen when they talkin shit
my (Bm) dad taught me how to stand my (D) ground
be a man boy never back down
don't (G) start it son but if he's talking (D) trash
you better throw the first punch and whip his ass
(Bm) be somebody, make a name for your (D) self
life's hard, you go through hell
(G) there comes a time when you've got to slow (D) down
that's what we doing  now
Chorus
Yeah (Bm) I'm chillin on a dirt (D) road.
Laid back (G) swervin' like I'm George (D) Jones
Smoke (Bm) rollin' out the win (D) dow
An ice cold beer (G) sittin in the con (D) sole.                                              
Memory (Bm) Lane up in the head (D) lights.
got me remi (G) niscing on the good (D) times
(Bm) said I'm turnin' off the real (D) life drive and that's right
(G) hittin easy street on mud (D) tires