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Palm Muted Power Chords
This is the pattern all the way through
GWhen the preacher talks of Aheaven, G C
he paints it real Anice, G C
Says you better get to Alivin', G C
better get to lGivin' right
You're gonna get your mansiAon, G C
but save it for your Asoul G C
You're gonna do your dancAin',G C
city strGeets of gold.
Unless it's got a dirt roAad, G C lead down to a fishing hoAle, G C
A little piece of moAonlight,G C a couple cans of BGud Light.
Can cuddle with my bAaby G C and pull her real cAlose G C
Oh I don't wanna Ago G C unless heaven's Ggot a dirt road
You better quit your drinkin', better quit the smokin' too,
Trade in backseat Saturday nights for Sunday morning pew.
Well I've never been nothing, nothing more than what you see,
Like my truck, I'm made for running, down to a midnight creek.
So unless it's got a dirt road, lead down to a fishing hole,
Little piece of moonlight, a couple cans of Bud Light.
Can cuddle with my baby and pull her real close
Oh I don't wanna go unless heaven's got a dirt road.
Distorted
AGCG
All of this flying high, gonna leave you falling short
And get knock knock knocking on Heaven's basement door.
But the one thing's for sure...
Unless it's got a dirt road, lead down to a fishing hole,
With little piece of moonlight, a couple cans of Bud Light.
Can cuddle with my baby, and pull her real close
I don't wanna go unless heaven's got a dirt road.
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