Dirt Chords by Florida Georgia Line

_ _ _ _ _ _ I'll tell you something.
_ _ _ 1968 was.
Just another year the fields needed chillin and there wasn't enough rain.
But [D] it was the first year Rosie started bringing my lunch out to the field every day _ _ _ _ _ .
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_ _ _ _ [D] You get your hands in it.
Plant your roots [G] in it.
Duffy head a lot dance with your boots [Bm] in it _ _ .
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_ _ _ _ [D] You write a name on it spin your tires [G] on it build your cornfield whiskey bonfires [Bm] on it _ _ .
You bet your life [G] on it _ _ _ .
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[Bm] Smile looks so good.
_ [G] _ _ Makes _ you wanna [Bm] Stand _ down.
[A] _ On [D] this dirt _ _ .
Rosie and I had five [G] children one died at birth.
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ Tough times tough years, but it okay.
[G] _ You _ .
_ _ [D] _ _ _ make some sweat with it taking a shovel [G] to it.
You stuff some crosses [D] and some painted goalposts [Bm] through it _ _ .
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_ _ _ [D] _ You know you came from _ .
[Bm] Sometimes smile looks so good.
_ [G] _ _ Makes _ you wanna [D] build [Bm] a ten percent down why [A] big fans house on [D] this dirt I _ .
_ _ _ _ [G] Asked Rosie one time [D] she wanted to travel and see the [Bm] world.
_ No, she said a.
[D] _ [G] World comes right to my window every [D] day.
Even if it is [Bm] broken, you know you came from _ _ _ [G] it _ _ .
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_ _ _ _ [G] And _ _ .
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[Bm] _ some day.
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_ _ _ [G] I.
See Rosie was right about two things.
You don't have to [Bm] see the world of the world.
Raise _ _ [G] good children bake good enough [D] pies.
The world to come right to your kitchen window.
She's _ right about something else, too _ _ .
_ I built that baseball diamond way too close to the kitchen.
_ _ [G] You _ _ _ _ .
_ _ [Bm] _ know you came from it.
_ [G] _ _ _ Yes, [D] someday you'll return to _ _ _ _ _ .
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