Chords for Good Ol' Boyz | Down The Road #goodolboyz #downtheroad #hickhop #sergeantatfarms #countryrap
Tempo:
73.9 bpm
Chords used:
Bbm
Ab
Gb
Bb
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D] [Bbm]
[Ab] [Bbm] [Gb]
[Ab] [Bbm]
[Ab] [Bbm] [Gb]
[Ab] [Bbm]
[Ab] [Bbm] [Gb]
[Ab] [Bbm]
I've [Ab] been holding my lane, [Bbm] can't find a place to stop.
Small town has given me all that it's got.
[Ab] So give me the road [Db] baby, not the parking lot.
[Bbm] With your eyes on the road, your hand on the wheel.
[Ab] Sun on your face [Bbm] and the law on your heels.
None of this man's curses, they'll always be real.
[Ab] No well's gone dry, [Bbm] that's just the way I feel.
And the wheels keep burning, my soul keeps [Ab] yearning.
The road grows stone [Bb] and the fuel keeps burning.
[Bbm] I'm learning my path is on my own trail.
[Ab] Time only tell [Ebm] if I win or fail.
[Bbm] Rambling fever has got me again.
[Ab] The wide open road [Bbm] must be my only friend.
Somebody show me how to turn from sin.
[Ab] I'm looking for something [Bbm] that's just around the bend.
Gotta be moving on baby, no offense.
[Ab] The sun goes down [Bbm] and I'm leaving town.
And I feel like it's time I can roll the wind.
[Ab] So put the wheels up, I'm moving [Bbm] down the road again.
[Ab] [Bbm]
[Ab] [Bbm] I'm dodging the law, gotta face [Ab] the crime.
I can't [C] lie y'all, I might be facing [Bbm] time.
Little mommies or writers should always take my [Ab] side.
Told me to change my [Bbm] life, told me to change my mind.
Now I'm packing my gear, I'm probably taking [Ab] flight.
I check my phone, I'm checking my phone.
I'm about to be no [Bbm] good, that I might be facing life.
It's time to cash in, I gotta [Ab] evacuate.
It's time to choose [Bbm] a road, no matter what path I take.
Too many enemies before the chance.
[Ab] They're releasing they canines [Bb] and now they know the sin.
[Bbm] The plants got too big and the neighbors know this too.
Now [Ab] they want half of my crop, but [Bb] they said they don't snitch.
And [Bbm] I ain't giving them up, they ain't even feeding the dirt.
[Ab] I gotta get on down the road and [C] put my feet to the earth.
[Bbm] And it's problems after problems after problems, they reoccur.
[Ab] How can I be [Bbm] secure?
Tell me what the secret's, sir.
Gotta be moving on, baby, no offense.
[Ab] The sun goes down and [Bbm] I believe in time.
And I feel like it's time I can roll the wind.
So [Ab] put the wheels up, I'm moving down [Bbm] the road again.
Gotta be moving on, baby, no offense.
[Ab] The sun goes down and [Bbm] I believe in time.
And I feel like it's time I can roll the wind.
So [Ab] put the wheels up, I'm moving down [Bbm] the road again.
[Ab] [Bbm]
[Ab] [Bbm] [Gb]
[Ab] [Bbm] [Gb]
[Ab] [Bbm] [Gb]
[Ab] [Bbm]
[Ab] [Bbm] [Gb]
[Ab] [Bbm]
[Ab] [Bbm] [Gb]
[Ab] [Bbm]
I've [Ab] been holding my lane, [Bbm] can't find a place to stop.
Small town has given me all that it's got.
[Ab] So give me the road [Db] baby, not the parking lot.
[Bbm] With your eyes on the road, your hand on the wheel.
[Ab] Sun on your face [Bbm] and the law on your heels.
None of this man's curses, they'll always be real.
[Ab] No well's gone dry, [Bbm] that's just the way I feel.
And the wheels keep burning, my soul keeps [Ab] yearning.
The road grows stone [Bb] and the fuel keeps burning.
[Bbm] I'm learning my path is on my own trail.
[Ab] Time only tell [Ebm] if I win or fail.
[Bbm] Rambling fever has got me again.
[Ab] The wide open road [Bbm] must be my only friend.
Somebody show me how to turn from sin.
[Ab] I'm looking for something [Bbm] that's just around the bend.
Gotta be moving on baby, no offense.
[Ab] The sun goes down [Bbm] and I'm leaving town.
And I feel like it's time I can roll the wind.
[Ab] So put the wheels up, I'm moving [Bbm] down the road again.
[Ab] [Bbm]
[Ab] [Bbm] I'm dodging the law, gotta face [Ab] the crime.
I can't [C] lie y'all, I might be facing [Bbm] time.
Little mommies or writers should always take my [Ab] side.
Told me to change my [Bbm] life, told me to change my mind.
Now I'm packing my gear, I'm probably taking [Ab] flight.
I check my phone, I'm checking my phone.
I'm about to be no [Bbm] good, that I might be facing life.
It's time to cash in, I gotta [Ab] evacuate.
It's time to choose [Bbm] a road, no matter what path I take.
Too many enemies before the chance.
[Ab] They're releasing they canines [Bb] and now they know the sin.
[Bbm] The plants got too big and the neighbors know this too.
Now [Ab] they want half of my crop, but [Bb] they said they don't snitch.
And [Bbm] I ain't giving them up, they ain't even feeding the dirt.
[Ab] I gotta get on down the road and [C] put my feet to the earth.
[Bbm] And it's problems after problems after problems, they reoccur.
[Ab] How can I be [Bbm] secure?
Tell me what the secret's, sir.
Gotta be moving on, baby, no offense.
[Ab] The sun goes down and [Bbm] I believe in time.
And I feel like it's time I can roll the wind.
So [Ab] put the wheels up, I'm moving down [Bbm] the road again.
Gotta be moving on, baby, no offense.
[Ab] The sun goes down and [Bbm] I believe in time.
And I feel like it's time I can roll the wind.
So [Ab] put the wheels up, I'm moving down [Bbm] the road again.
[Ab] [Bbm]
[Ab] [Bbm] [Gb]
[Ab] [Bbm] [Gb]
Key:
Bbm
Ab
Gb
Bb
C
Bbm
Ab
Gb
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[D] _ _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Gb] _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Gb] _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Gb] _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _
I've [Ab] been holding my lane, [Bbm] can't find a place to stop.
Small town has given me all that it's got.
[Ab] So give me the road [Db] baby, not the parking lot.
[Bbm] With your eyes on the road, your hand on the wheel.
[Ab] Sun on your face [Bbm] and the law on your heels.
None of this man's curses, they'll always be real.
[Ab] No well's gone dry, [Bbm] that's just the way I feel.
And the wheels keep burning, my soul keeps [Ab] yearning.
The road grows stone [Bb] and the fuel keeps burning.
[Bbm] I'm learning my path is on my own trail.
[Ab] Time only tell [Ebm] if I win or fail.
[Bbm] Rambling fever has got me again.
[Ab] The wide open road [Bbm] must be my only friend.
Somebody show me how to turn from sin.
[Ab] I'm looking for something [Bbm] that's just around the bend.
Gotta be moving on baby, no offense.
[Ab] The sun goes down [Bbm] and I'm leaving town.
And I feel like it's time I can roll the wind.
[Ab] So put the wheels up, I'm moving [Bbm] down the road again. _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ I'm dodging the law, gotta face [Ab] the crime.
I can't [C] lie y'all, I might be facing [Bbm] time.
Little mommies or writers should always take my [Ab] side.
Told me to change my [Bbm] life, told me to change my mind.
Now I'm packing my gear, I'm probably taking [Ab] flight.
I check my phone, I'm checking my phone.
I'm about to be no [Bbm] good, that I might be facing life.
It's time to cash in, I gotta [Ab] evacuate.
It's time to choose [Bbm] a road, no matter what path I take.
Too many enemies before the chance.
[Ab] They're releasing they canines [Bb] and now they know the sin.
[Bbm] The plants got too big and the neighbors know this too.
Now [Ab] they want half of my crop, but [Bb] they said they don't snitch.
And [Bbm] I ain't giving them up, they ain't even feeding the dirt.
[Ab] I gotta get on down the road and [C] put my feet to the earth.
[Bbm] And it's problems after problems after problems, they reoccur.
[Ab] How can I be [Bbm] secure?
Tell me what the secret's, sir.
Gotta be moving on, baby, no offense.
[Ab] The sun goes down and [Bbm] I believe in time.
And I feel like it's time I can roll the wind.
So [Ab] put the wheels up, I'm moving down [Bbm] the road again.
Gotta be moving on, baby, no offense.
[Ab] The sun goes down and [Bbm] I believe in time.
And I feel like it's time I can roll the wind.
So [Ab] put the wheels up, I'm moving down [Bbm] the road again. _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Gb] _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Gb] _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Gb] _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Gb] _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Gb] _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _
I've [Ab] been holding my lane, [Bbm] can't find a place to stop.
Small town has given me all that it's got.
[Ab] So give me the road [Db] baby, not the parking lot.
[Bbm] With your eyes on the road, your hand on the wheel.
[Ab] Sun on your face [Bbm] and the law on your heels.
None of this man's curses, they'll always be real.
[Ab] No well's gone dry, [Bbm] that's just the way I feel.
And the wheels keep burning, my soul keeps [Ab] yearning.
The road grows stone [Bb] and the fuel keeps burning.
[Bbm] I'm learning my path is on my own trail.
[Ab] Time only tell [Ebm] if I win or fail.
[Bbm] Rambling fever has got me again.
[Ab] The wide open road [Bbm] must be my only friend.
Somebody show me how to turn from sin.
[Ab] I'm looking for something [Bbm] that's just around the bend.
Gotta be moving on baby, no offense.
[Ab] The sun goes down [Bbm] and I'm leaving town.
And I feel like it's time I can roll the wind.
[Ab] So put the wheels up, I'm moving [Bbm] down the road again. _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ I'm dodging the law, gotta face [Ab] the crime.
I can't [C] lie y'all, I might be facing [Bbm] time.
Little mommies or writers should always take my [Ab] side.
Told me to change my [Bbm] life, told me to change my mind.
Now I'm packing my gear, I'm probably taking [Ab] flight.
I check my phone, I'm checking my phone.
I'm about to be no [Bbm] good, that I might be facing life.
It's time to cash in, I gotta [Ab] evacuate.
It's time to choose [Bbm] a road, no matter what path I take.
Too many enemies before the chance.
[Ab] They're releasing they canines [Bb] and now they know the sin.
[Bbm] The plants got too big and the neighbors know this too.
Now [Ab] they want half of my crop, but [Bb] they said they don't snitch.
And [Bbm] I ain't giving them up, they ain't even feeding the dirt.
[Ab] I gotta get on down the road and [C] put my feet to the earth.
[Bbm] And it's problems after problems after problems, they reoccur.
[Ab] How can I be [Bbm] secure?
Tell me what the secret's, sir.
Gotta be moving on, baby, no offense.
[Ab] The sun goes down and [Bbm] I believe in time.
And I feel like it's time I can roll the wind.
So [Ab] put the wheels up, I'm moving down [Bbm] the road again.
Gotta be moving on, baby, no offense.
[Ab] The sun goes down and [Bbm] I believe in time.
And I feel like it's time I can roll the wind.
So [Ab] put the wheels up, I'm moving down [Bbm] the road again. _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Gb] _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Gb] _
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