GDCG
Never dreamed I'd ever fly out to Nashville on LA's dime
GDCG
Or pull my guitar out in front of fifteen thousand and play em these songs of mine
GDCG
The red carpets and rhinestones and Hollywood limousines ain't really who I am
GDCD
Give me a band in a dive bar, passing the tip jar, the crowd singing simple man
G
'cause that's home to me
ChorusD
Where I was raised
CG
With red dirt running through my veins
D
I cut my teeth on a two lane road
GC
No matter where on earth roam
AmC
When it's my time to set my soul free
Am
Off of forty-nine
C
Where my roots run deep
DG
Cause thats home to me
Oh I've had my share of smoke and lights, but that high life was never enough
Yeah but truth be told, I'd rather be loaded on the tailgate of my truck
At a catfish honeyhole, reelin a Zebco with a few old friends of mine
Right there sipping the cheap stuff, chewing some Beechnut, lost of thick of pines
That's home to me
Chorus:
Where I was raised
With red dirt running through my veins
I cut my teeth on a two lane road
No matter where on earth I roam
When it's my time to set my soul free
Off of forty-nine
Where my roots run deep
Cause that's home to me
Baby lets take a little sip of moonshine jump in a john boat and check some trot lines
And if we wind up we're running out of daylight and have to stay all night, well that'll be alright
Cause that's home to me
Chorus
Where I was raised
With red dirt running through my veins
I cut my teeth on a two lane road
No matter where on earth I roam
When it's my time to set this old tumbleweed free
Down FM forty-nine
Where my roots run deep
DC
Cause that's home
G
That's home to me
DC
Yeah that's home
G
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.