Chords for Jason Aldean ft Ludacris - Dirt Road Anthem

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Chillin' on [D] the third row, _ laid back, [G] swingin' back [D] towards home.
_ Smoke [G]
rollin' out [D] the window, and I was coolin' with [G] you, sittin' at [D] the front row.
_ _ Memory lane up in the headlines, was gatherin' [G] the kids up on [D] the guitars.
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Turnin' on [D] the real-life dial, that's right, I'm hittin' [G] the easy street [D] at the time.
_ _ Back in [G] the day, Potts Farm was [D] the place to go.
Load the truck up, hit the third row.
[C#m] Talk to Mom while spreadin' the [D] word, like the bonfire, they call the girls.
In the can in the bar, bro, man, tack a gin for a few good men.
We had learned how to kiss and cuss and fight too.
[G] Better watch out for the boys in blue.
In all this small town, [D] he said, she said, ain't it funny how rumors spread like [G] I know something [D] y'all don't know.
And that talk is gettin' old, you better [G] mind your business, man, [D] watch your mouth.
Before I have to knock your loud ass out, I'm tired of talkin', man, y'all ain't listenin'.
[G] Them old dirt roads, watch y'all listen.
Load [D] the third row, laid back, [G] twirlin' like the [D] fuel jugs.
_ Slow rollin' out the window, and I was coolin' with you, sittin' at the front row.
_ _ Memory lane up in the headlines, was gatherin' the [G] kids up on [D] the guitars.
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Turnin' on the [D] real line, drive the bad tribe, I'm gettin' [G] these [D] hook tires.
_ _ [B] Lootin', and I'm feelin' like [Dm] a big guy.
Packed up all hundred dollar bills, got a whole six [D] pack on ice.
But I'm ridin' on the hottest wheel, seat back and I'm curvin', swervin'.
Put my pedals to the metal like I'm [G] racin'.
Turn it up and let the [D] speakers scream for Mr.
Al D, but I call him Jason. _
[Dm] Reminiscin' on the good times, water balloons, super soakin'.
Wet t-shirts, [D] women in bikinis, Kenny Rogers, Kenny Lopez.
Smoke blowin' out the window, and all my problems aside.
[G] Just feel that summer breeze, lay back, kick it, and enjoy the ride.
This [D] road, all the dirt roads, laid back, [G] twirlin' like the [D] fuel jugs.
_ _ _ [G] Slow rollin' out the [D] window, and I was coolin' with you, [G] sittin' at the [D] front row.
So smooth in the dirt, fever light [G] up in the [D] _ headlights.
I'm [G] reminiscin' on [D] _ _ the good times, [G] swimmin' on the [D] real life.
That's right, I'm hittin' [G] these streets with [D] my tires. _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ [D] _ _ Just _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ feel that summer _ breeze, lay back, twirlin' like the fuel jugs.
_ _ Smoke blowin' out the window, and I was coolin' [G] with you, sittin' at the [D] front row.
_ Fever light [G] up in the [D] headlights.
_ Got me [G] reminiscin' on the [D] good times.
_ _ [G] Turnin' on the [D] real life.
_ That's right, I'm hittin' [G] these streets with [D] my tires. _ _ _ _ _
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