Chords for Jimmie Allen - County Lines (Lyric Video)
Tempo:
96.9 bpm
Chords used:
B
E
F#
G#
C#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#]
[B] [G#]
[B] You and me in the front seat with a full tank, a little Friday [E] cash.
Black sheet on the CD, no diggity.
A little blast [B] from the past.
We can push the pedal down to the West Coast.
Girl, the coast is clear.
[E] Yeah, we can lean the seats [B] back, do a little road trip around here.
Cause you got them lips like California, Southern ball like [E] Georgia.
Gypsy like that Joshua tree.
Sweeter than a Texas [B] tea.
Hand like Pensacola.
Heat wave when I hold [E] you.
You take your knee everywhere tonight.
And when you cross the [B] county line.
Oh, baby.
Uh-huh.
Baby, let my [E] fingers drive.
Oh, baby.
Uh-huh.
Yeah, [B] baby.
If it's a place that I ain't been, well, I just been.
Girl, I [E] swear.
Your kiss is like a road map.
Yeah, you're taking me [F#]
[B] everywhere.
Don't leave my hands on the wheel, cause I got both hands on [E] you.
Don't need the interstate when [B] I can take the [E] scenic route.
You've [B] got that sweet home Alabama.
Hips just like Atlanta.
[E] Lungs like Tennessee whiskey.
When you put your hands on [B] me, cool like San Diego.
Don't need nowhere to fade.
[E] You're taking me everywhere tonight.
And when you cross the [B] county line.
Oh, baby. Uh-huh.
Baby, let my [E] fingers drive.
Oh, baby.
Uh-huh.
Oh, oh, [B] oh, oh.
[E]
Girl, let's keep the seats [F#] leaned back.
Yeah.
[C#m] I'm loving every mile [F#] we've had.
Cause you got them [B] lips like California.
Southern girl like Georgia.
[E] Gypsy like that Joshua Street.
Sweeter than a Texas [B] tea.
Tan like Pensacola.
He way when I hold [E] you.
I'm taking me everywhere tonight.
And when you cross the [B] county line.
Oh, baby.
Uh-huh.
Baby, let my [E] fingers drive.
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
We ain't cross the [B] county.
This place that I ain't been.
But I just met.
Yeah, girl, that's [E] me.
We ain't cross the [B] county line.
Oh, baby.
Uh-huh.
Hey.
[E]
[N]
[B] [G#]
[B] You and me in the front seat with a full tank, a little Friday [E] cash.
Black sheet on the CD, no diggity.
A little blast [B] from the past.
We can push the pedal down to the West Coast.
Girl, the coast is clear.
[E] Yeah, we can lean the seats [B] back, do a little road trip around here.
Cause you got them lips like California, Southern ball like [E] Georgia.
Gypsy like that Joshua tree.
Sweeter than a Texas [B] tea.
Hand like Pensacola.
Heat wave when I hold [E] you.
You take your knee everywhere tonight.
And when you cross the [B] county line.
Oh, baby.
Uh-huh.
Baby, let my [E] fingers drive.
Oh, baby.
Uh-huh.
Yeah, [B] baby.
If it's a place that I ain't been, well, I just been.
Girl, I [E] swear.
Your kiss is like a road map.
Yeah, you're taking me [F#]
[B] everywhere.
Don't leave my hands on the wheel, cause I got both hands on [E] you.
Don't need the interstate when [B] I can take the [E] scenic route.
You've [B] got that sweet home Alabama.
Hips just like Atlanta.
[E] Lungs like Tennessee whiskey.
When you put your hands on [B] me, cool like San Diego.
Don't need nowhere to fade.
[E] You're taking me everywhere tonight.
And when you cross the [B] county line.
Oh, baby. Uh-huh.
Baby, let my [E] fingers drive.
Oh, baby.
Uh-huh.
Oh, oh, [B] oh, oh.
[E]
Girl, let's keep the seats [F#] leaned back.
Yeah.
[C#m] I'm loving every mile [F#] we've had.
Cause you got them [B] lips like California.
Southern girl like Georgia.
[E] Gypsy like that Joshua Street.
Sweeter than a Texas [B] tea.
Tan like Pensacola.
He way when I hold [E] you.
I'm taking me everywhere tonight.
And when you cross the [B] county line.
Oh, baby.
Uh-huh.
Baby, let my [E] fingers drive.
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
We ain't cross the [B] county.
This place that I ain't been.
But I just met.
Yeah, girl, that's [E] me.
We ain't cross the [B] county line.
Oh, baby.
Uh-huh.
Hey.
[E]
[N]
Key:
B
E
F#
G#
C#m
B
E
F#
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _
[B] You and me in the front seat with a full tank, a little Friday [E] cash.
Black sheet on the CD, no diggity.
A little blast [B] from the past.
We can push the pedal down to the West Coast.
Girl, the coast is clear.
[E] Yeah, we can lean the seats [B] back, do a little road trip around here.
Cause you got them lips like _ California, Southern ball like [E] Georgia.
Gypsy like that Joshua tree.
Sweeter than a Texas [B] tea.
Hand like _ Pensacola.
Heat wave when I hold [E] you.
You take your knee everywhere tonight.
And when you cross the [B] county line.
Oh, baby.
Uh-huh.
Baby, let my [E] fingers drive.
Oh, baby.
Uh-huh.
Yeah, [B] baby.
If it's a place that I ain't been, well, I just been.
Girl, I [E] swear.
Your kiss is like a road map.
Yeah, you're taking me [F#]
[B] everywhere.
Don't leave my hands on the wheel, cause I got both hands on [E] you.
Don't need the interstate when [B] I can take the [E] scenic route.
You've [B] got that sweet home Alabama.
Hips just like Atlanta.
[E] Lungs like Tennessee whiskey.
When you put your hands on [B] me, cool like San Diego.
Don't need nowhere to fade.
[E] You're taking me everywhere tonight.
And when you cross the [B] county line.
Oh, baby. Uh-huh.
Baby, let my [E] fingers drive.
Oh, baby.
Uh-huh.
Oh, oh, [B] oh, oh. _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Girl, let's keep the seats [F#] leaned back.
Yeah.
[C#m] I'm loving every mile [F#] we've had.
Cause you got them [B] lips like California.
Southern girl like Georgia.
[E] Gypsy like that Joshua Street.
Sweeter than a Texas [B] tea.
Tan like Pensacola.
He way when I hold [E] you.
I'm taking me everywhere tonight.
And when you cross the [B] county line.
Oh, baby.
Uh-huh.
Baby, let my [E] fingers drive.
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
We ain't cross the [B] county.
This place that I ain't been.
But I just met.
Yeah, girl, that's [E] me.
_ _ _ _ We ain't cross the [B] county line.
Oh, baby.
Uh-huh.
Hey.
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
[B] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _
[B] You and me in the front seat with a full tank, a little Friday [E] cash.
Black sheet on the CD, no diggity.
A little blast [B] from the past.
We can push the pedal down to the West Coast.
Girl, the coast is clear.
[E] Yeah, we can lean the seats [B] back, do a little road trip around here.
Cause you got them lips like _ California, Southern ball like [E] Georgia.
Gypsy like that Joshua tree.
Sweeter than a Texas [B] tea.
Hand like _ Pensacola.
Heat wave when I hold [E] you.
You take your knee everywhere tonight.
And when you cross the [B] county line.
Oh, baby.
Uh-huh.
Baby, let my [E] fingers drive.
Oh, baby.
Uh-huh.
Yeah, [B] baby.
If it's a place that I ain't been, well, I just been.
Girl, I [E] swear.
Your kiss is like a road map.
Yeah, you're taking me [F#]
[B] everywhere.
Don't leave my hands on the wheel, cause I got both hands on [E] you.
Don't need the interstate when [B] I can take the [E] scenic route.
You've [B] got that sweet home Alabama.
Hips just like Atlanta.
[E] Lungs like Tennessee whiskey.
When you put your hands on [B] me, cool like San Diego.
Don't need nowhere to fade.
[E] You're taking me everywhere tonight.
And when you cross the [B] county line.
Oh, baby. Uh-huh.
Baby, let my [E] fingers drive.
Oh, baby.
Uh-huh.
Oh, oh, [B] oh, oh. _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Girl, let's keep the seats [F#] leaned back.
Yeah.
[C#m] I'm loving every mile [F#] we've had.
Cause you got them [B] lips like California.
Southern girl like Georgia.
[E] Gypsy like that Joshua Street.
Sweeter than a Texas [B] tea.
Tan like Pensacola.
He way when I hold [E] you.
I'm taking me everywhere tonight.
And when you cross the [B] county line.
Oh, baby.
Uh-huh.
Baby, let my [E] fingers drive.
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
We ain't cross the [B] county.
This place that I ain't been.
But I just met.
Yeah, girl, that's [E] me.
_ _ _ _ We ain't cross the [B] county line.
Oh, baby.
Uh-huh.
Hey.
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _