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Verse 1:
Down where CI born it was heaven on earth.
The FFlint River washes that red Georgia dirt.
CThe sun sets slow and the stars shine Gbright.
We raised Ccotton, corn, a little cane, and kids.
You either Flived on a farm or wish you did.
CJesus always walked close by ourG side.
DmGCF
WherFe I grew up, we rode in trucks.
Verse 2:
There's Ca lot about life you can learn on a bus,
How to Flie, how to fight, how to kiss, how to cuss.
The Ccloser we sat to the back, the smarter we Ggot.
We were Cpoor, we were ugly, we were all best friends.
FWhite-eyed, baptized, and still wantin' to sin.
CThank God we get more than just one Gshot.
Where I grewDm up,G we rode in Ctrucks.
That's Gus, haulin'F hay in the field with the radioC on.
That's Gus, headin' Fstraight into town when theDm work is done.
GFCC/E
In my minFd, I can still see us now, ridin' down Buck Island Road.
FIt wasn't that long Dmago. G
Verse 3:
CWe thought tobacco and beer in a can
FWas all it would take to be like our old man.
But CI saw how it made my mommaG cry.
It was Chuntin' and fishin' and football games.
FThen it was girls, and everythingDm changed,
In our lGives.
Fallin' in and out of Dmlove,G we rode in Ctrucks.
That's Gus with our Ftailgates down in the pCarking lot.
That's Gus with Fmud on our tires whenDm it rained a lot.
GFCC/E
In my minFd, I can still see us now, ridin' down Buck Island Road.
DmGF
IGt wasn't that long ago, it's apart of my soul. Yeah.
Down where CI was born, it was heaven on earth.
The FFlint River washes that red Georgia dirt.
CThe sun sets slow and the stars shine Gbright.
Where I grewDm up,G we rode in trucCks.
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