Country Folks

[G]Hey look at all those cowgi[D]rls tearin dow[C]n the gravel roads on Saturday n[D]ight
[G]Singing Summertime at the t[D]op of their lungs, s[C]ippin Dixie cups of
[D]strawberry wine

[Em]All my boys are out, we [D]holler and [C]whistle and honk our horns i[D]n time
[G]Were just country f[D]olks livin lou[C]d, we[G]re country fo[D]lks livin l[C]oud
[G]Were just country f[D]olks livin lou[C]d

Were cran[G]kin Waylon Jennings in our p[D]ickup trucks, cli[C]nkin beer bottles till
the sun[G] comes up
Mammas in the church choir, [D]oh, what a sound, were co[C]untry fo[D]lks livin [G]loud
Were drivin tractors in the cotton till the [D]cows come home
[C]Boots on the dance floor ar[G]ound we go
The Star Spangled Banner, [D]we sing it proud, w[C]ere country fo[D]lks livin l[G]oud

[G]Interstates jammed with r[D]ace fans were hea[C]din towards a Talladega infie[D]ld
sign
[G]Our tailgates are droppin and ba[D]rbecues poppin, ever[C]ybodys gonna have a g[D]ood
time

[Em]There aint nuthin like those engines sta[D]rtin and the cr[C]owd at the finish li[D]ne
[G]Were just country f[D]olks livin lou[C]d, w[G]ere country fo[D]lks livin [C]loud
[G]Were just country fo[D]lks livin lou[C]d

[Em]Its a hoot and a holler on a to[D]uchdown pass a Geo[C]rge Strait crowd when h[G]e
tips his hat
[G]Lord, aint that what its all ab[D]out