Chords for HIXTAPE & Joe Diffie - Pickup Man (feat. Post Malone) (Lyric Video)
Tempo:
71.4 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
D
B
Gm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G] I'm a man.
Well, I got my first truck when I was three.
Drove a hundred thousand miles on my knees.
[C] Hauling marbles and rocks and thought it twice before
[G] I hauled a Barbie doll bed for the girl next door.
[D] She tried to pay me with a kiss and I began to [G] understand
That some good women like about a pickup man.
When I turned sixteen I saved a few hundred bucks.
My first car was a pickup [C] truck.
I was cruising the town and the first girl I [G] see
Was Barbie Joel Gentry, the homecoming [D] queen.
She flagged me down and climbed up in the [G] cab and said
I never knew you were a pickup [B] man.
You [C] could set my truck on fire and roll it down the [G] hill
And I still wouldn't trade it for a good living.
I [C] got an eight foot bed that never has to be made.
You [D] know if it weren't for trucks it wouldn't have tailgates.
I [C] made all my own lives in traffic [G] jams.
You're just something [D] women like about a pickup man.
Most Friday nights I could be found in the bed of my truck
[Gm] Holding an old chase lounge.
[C] Back in my spot at the driving show.
[G] You know the cargo lines give off a romantic glow.
[D] I never have to wait in line at the popcorn stand.
[G] You're just something women like about a pickup [C] man.
You could set my truck on fire and roll it down the [G] hill
And I still wouldn't trade it for a good living.
[C] I got an eight foot bed that never has to be [D] made.
You know if it weren't for trucks it wouldn't have [C] tailgates.
I made all my own lives [G] in traffic jams.
You're just something [D] women like about a pickup [G] man.
[C] [G]
[C] [D]
[C] A bucket of rust or a brand new machine.
[D] What's around the block and you know what I mean.
[C] You could set my truck on [D] fire and roll it down the [G] hill
And I still wouldn't trade it for a good living.
[C] I got an eight foot bed that never has to be made.
[D] You know if it weren't for trucks it wouldn't have tailgates.
[C] I made all my own lives in traffic [G] jams.
You're just something women [D] like about a pickup [G] man.
[G] You're just [D] something women like about a [G] pickup man.
[Dm] [G]
Oh, drop that pickup now boy.
That's about it.
[E] [G]
[D]
Well, I got my first truck when I was three.
Drove a hundred thousand miles on my knees.
[C] Hauling marbles and rocks and thought it twice before
[G] I hauled a Barbie doll bed for the girl next door.
[D] She tried to pay me with a kiss and I began to [G] understand
That some good women like about a pickup man.
When I turned sixteen I saved a few hundred bucks.
My first car was a pickup [C] truck.
I was cruising the town and the first girl I [G] see
Was Barbie Joel Gentry, the homecoming [D] queen.
She flagged me down and climbed up in the [G] cab and said
I never knew you were a pickup [B] man.
You [C] could set my truck on fire and roll it down the [G] hill
And I still wouldn't trade it for a good living.
I [C] got an eight foot bed that never has to be made.
You [D] know if it weren't for trucks it wouldn't have tailgates.
I [C] made all my own lives in traffic [G] jams.
You're just something [D] women like about a pickup man.
Most Friday nights I could be found in the bed of my truck
[Gm] Holding an old chase lounge.
[C] Back in my spot at the driving show.
[G] You know the cargo lines give off a romantic glow.
[D] I never have to wait in line at the popcorn stand.
[G] You're just something women like about a pickup [C] man.
You could set my truck on fire and roll it down the [G] hill
And I still wouldn't trade it for a good living.
[C] I got an eight foot bed that never has to be [D] made.
You know if it weren't for trucks it wouldn't have [C] tailgates.
I made all my own lives [G] in traffic jams.
You're just something [D] women like about a pickup [G] man.
[C] [G]
[C] [D]
[C] A bucket of rust or a brand new machine.
[D] What's around the block and you know what I mean.
[C] You could set my truck on [D] fire and roll it down the [G] hill
And I still wouldn't trade it for a good living.
[C] I got an eight foot bed that never has to be made.
[D] You know if it weren't for trucks it wouldn't have tailgates.
[C] I made all my own lives in traffic [G] jams.
You're just something women [D] like about a pickup [G] man.
[G] You're just [D] something women like about a [G] pickup man.
[Dm] [G]
Oh, drop that pickup now boy.
That's about it.
[E] [G]
[D]
Key:
G
C
D
B
Gm
G
C
D
_ _ [G] _ _ _ I'm a man.
_ Well, I got my first truck when I was three.
Drove a hundred thousand miles on my knees.
[C] Hauling marbles and rocks and thought it twice before
[G] I hauled a Barbie doll bed for the girl next door.
[D] She tried to pay me with a kiss and I began to [G] understand
That some good women like about a pickup man.
_ _ When I turned sixteen I saved a few hundred bucks.
My first car was a pickup [C] truck.
I was cruising the town and the first girl I [G] see
Was Barbie Joel Gentry, the homecoming [D] queen.
She flagged me down and climbed up in the [G] cab and said
I never knew you were a pickup [B] man.
You [C] could set my truck on fire and roll it down the [G] hill
And I still wouldn't trade it for a good living.
I [C] got an eight foot bed that never has to be made.
You [D] know if it weren't for trucks it wouldn't have tailgates.
I [C] made all my own lives in traffic [G] jams.
You're just something [D] women like about a pickup man. _
_ _ _ _ _ Most Friday nights I could be found in the bed of my truck
[Gm] Holding an old chase lounge.
[C] Back in my spot at the driving show.
[G] You know the cargo lines give off a romantic glow.
[D] I never have to wait in line at the popcorn stand.
[G] You're just something women like about a pickup [C] man.
You could set my truck on fire and roll it down the [G] hill
And I still wouldn't trade it for a good living.
[C] I got an eight foot bed that never has to be [D] made.
You know if it weren't for trucks it wouldn't have [C] tailgates.
I made all my own lives [G] in traffic jams.
You're just something [D] women like about a pickup [G] man. _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ [C] A bucket of rust or a brand new machine.
[D] What's around the block and you know what I mean.
[C] You could set my truck on [D] fire and roll it down the [G] hill
And I still wouldn't trade it for a good living.
[C] I got an eight foot bed that never has to be made.
[D] You know if it weren't for trucks it wouldn't have tailgates.
[C] I made all my own lives in traffic [G] jams.
You're just something women [D] like about a pickup [G] man.
_ [G] You're just [D] something women like about a [G] pickup man. _ _ _ _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ [G] _ _
Oh, drop that pickup now boy. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ That's about it. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Well, I got my first truck when I was three.
Drove a hundred thousand miles on my knees.
[C] Hauling marbles and rocks and thought it twice before
[G] I hauled a Barbie doll bed for the girl next door.
[D] She tried to pay me with a kiss and I began to [G] understand
That some good women like about a pickup man.
_ _ When I turned sixteen I saved a few hundred bucks.
My first car was a pickup [C] truck.
I was cruising the town and the first girl I [G] see
Was Barbie Joel Gentry, the homecoming [D] queen.
She flagged me down and climbed up in the [G] cab and said
I never knew you were a pickup [B] man.
You [C] could set my truck on fire and roll it down the [G] hill
And I still wouldn't trade it for a good living.
I [C] got an eight foot bed that never has to be made.
You [D] know if it weren't for trucks it wouldn't have tailgates.
I [C] made all my own lives in traffic [G] jams.
You're just something [D] women like about a pickup man. _
_ _ _ _ _ Most Friday nights I could be found in the bed of my truck
[Gm] Holding an old chase lounge.
[C] Back in my spot at the driving show.
[G] You know the cargo lines give off a romantic glow.
[D] I never have to wait in line at the popcorn stand.
[G] You're just something women like about a pickup [C] man.
You could set my truck on fire and roll it down the [G] hill
And I still wouldn't trade it for a good living.
[C] I got an eight foot bed that never has to be [D] made.
You know if it weren't for trucks it wouldn't have [C] tailgates.
I made all my own lives [G] in traffic jams.
You're just something [D] women like about a pickup [G] man. _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ [C] A bucket of rust or a brand new machine.
[D] What's around the block and you know what I mean.
[C] You could set my truck on [D] fire and roll it down the [G] hill
And I still wouldn't trade it for a good living.
[C] I got an eight foot bed that never has to be made.
[D] You know if it weren't for trucks it wouldn't have tailgates.
[C] I made all my own lives in traffic [G] jams.
You're just something women [D] like about a pickup [G] man.
_ [G] You're just [D] something women like about a [G] pickup man. _ _ _ _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ [G] _ _
Oh, drop that pickup now boy. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ That's about it. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _