My Kind Of Country Chords by Moonshine Bandits

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[C] Well I was driving down on Highway 99, Highway 99, looking [G] out my window when something [C] caught my eye.
There was farmers [G] plowing and cotton [Am] growing and corn [C] popping all along the road and I
think I like what I see. _
Now I've traveled all around these [Dm] 50 states _ [C]
and there have been so many good people I've
met [G] along the way.
[C] And they're working [G] hard and they love the [Am] Lord and they know [C] what they're working for
and I think I love who I meet.
This is my kind of country.
Now I wake up in [G] the morning with a coffee [Am] pot, off to [C] work to a dead end job, but you
[G] won't hear us [Am] sing the [C] blues.
Come Friday [G] at 5, well we all get [Am] paid, now we're off to the lake on [C]
Saturday, time to
light [A] up my barbecue.
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If you feel like [C] me, let me hear you [Dm] say, hey!
If you feel like [F] me, if you feel like [C] me, let me hear you say, hey!
[G] This is my kind [C] of country.
My, my, [G] my, this American [Am] pie, throw my Chevy through [C] the levee, but the levee was dry.
Couple good old boys drinking on they shine, now we're headed to the lake for some overtime.
Tom Petty on the iPod, I can't go wrong, and AC-DC shook me all night long, but Freebird's
still my favorite song.
Singin' sweet home California all summer long.
When the sun goes down, we know what to [Am] do, we're gonna light up the [C] sky red, white, and blue.
And I [G] think I'm proud [Am] to be free.
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Granddaddy fought in the war of [Dm] 45. _
[F] Well he jumped [C] out of a plane behind enemy [G] line. _
[C] And they were scared as [G] hell, but they won the [Am] war, and them soldiers [C] knew what they
were fighting for.
And I think I'm proud to be free.
This is my kind of country.
Now we're up in [G] the morning with a coffee [Am] pot, off to work to [C] a dead end job, but you
[G] won't hear [Am] us sing the [C] blues.
Come Friday [G] at five, well we all get [Am] paid.
Now we're off to [F] the lake on [C] Saturday, down the line [A] of my barbecue.
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If you feel like [C] me, let me hear you [Dm] say, hey!
If you feel [F] like me, if you feel [C] like me, let me hear you say, hey!
[G] This is my kind [C] of country.
I'm living in a waffle house when I went south, never had an organ apple till they put it
in my mouth.
I'm up, I'll get it Texas, brisket, taffin, some apple pie shine from Booth Lake [F] Cabin.
John on the dairy still coping the [C] can, it's tomato season so you won't see, [F] damn.
Little coal on the gate, I tear it up [C] again, blue collar built Proud Americans.
I'm on a pontoon boat, Lake Norman again, damn, fishing derby got me up early again.
Little Ronnie got [G] pipes on the Chevy [Am] again.
You can bet this is [C] my kind of country, man.
It's fair time, and they're packing it in.
Everybody got a slurpee full of Jack or Gin.
Take a drive on the 5, yeah, I like what I see.
I guess you could [G] say this is my kind of [C] country.
Now we're up in [G] the morning with a coffee [Am] pot, off to [D] work to a dead-end [C] job.
But you [G] won't hear [Am] us sing the blues.
[C] _
Come Friday [G] at 5, well, we all get [Am] paid.
Now we're off to [C] the lake on Saturday.
Time to line [A] up my barbecue.
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If you feel like [C] me, let me hear you [Dm] say, hey.
If you feel like [F] me, if you feel like [C] me, let me hear you say, hey.
[G] This is my kind [C] of country. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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