DAGDVerse 1D
There's brand new Ranger Rovers
G
All over these streets
A
And the people who drive 'em
D
Ain't no kin to me
D
I guess the gun racks and six packs
G
All left when I did
D
This aint the same town
AD
That I painted red
ChorusG
With a pair of black tire marks
D
On old airport road
A
Racing for the pink slip
D
In my white gto
G
Well it's only ten-thirty
DG
And their all home in bed
D
This aint the same town
AD
That I painted red
Verse 2D
They'ld probably look at me funny
G
Or lock me up good
A
If I drove down main street
D
With a deer on my hood
D
No more eight-ball at Bulldogs
G
Now it's Starbucks in the store
D
No this aint the same town
AD
That I painted red
ChorusG
At the old golden palace
D
On a Friday night tear
A
With Amber Lin Austin
D
And her frosty blonde hair
G
Now when I see her daddy
DG
He dont want me dead
D
No this aint the same town
AD
That I painted red
DGDGDAD
Here we go boys
ChorusG
Theres no faded blue jeans
D
Her own worn out boots
A
Yes what they call progress
D
Is done plowed up my roots
G
Now Im sure they're good folks
DG
But with that being said
D
This aint the same town
AD
That I painted red
D
No this aint the same town
ADAGD
That I painted red
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.