We Rode In Trucks Luke Bryan

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This is a great song and I couldn't find a good tab for it so I decided to make one.
is my first tab so be gentle.

This strum pattern isn't exactly right but it sounds pretty close.
DDUDDU*UFF

On the LAST UP STROKE I like to play the B string open when playing the B chord and when
the B chord play the C string open. Sounds a lot more like the song. I only Do this
the beginning of each verse.

Intro: B B B B

Verse 1
Down where BI born it was heaven on earth.
The BFlint River washes that red Georgia dirt.
BThe sun sets slow and the stars shine Cbright.
We raised Bcotton, corn, a little cane, and kids.
You either Blived on a farm or wish you did.
BJesus always walked close by ourC side.
gis C B B
WherBe I grew up, we rode in trucks.

Verse 2
There's Ba lot about life you can learn on a bus,
How to Blie, how to fight, how to kiss, how to cuss.
The Bcloser we sat to the back, the smarter we Cgot.
We were Bpoor, we were ugly, we were all best friends.
BWhite-eyed, baptized, and still wantin' to sin.
BThank God we get more than just one Cshot.
Where I grewgis up, Cwe rode in tBrucks.

Chorus
That's Cus, haulin'B hay in the field with the radioB on.
That's Cus, headin' Bstraight into town when thegis work is done.
C B B B/f
In my minBd, I can still see us now, ridin' down Buck Island Road.
BIt wasn't that long gisago.          C 


Verse 3
BWe thought tobacco and beer in a can
BWas all it would take to be like our old man.
But BI saw how it made my mommaC cry.
It was Bhuntin' and fishin' and football games.
BThen it was girls, and everythinggis changed,
In our lCives.
Fallin' in and out of gislove, Cwe rode in tBrucks.

Chorus 2
That's Cus with our Btailgates down in the pBarking lot.
That's Cus with Bmud on our tires whengis it rained a lot.
C B B B/f
In my minBd, I can still see us now, ridin' down Buck Island Road.
gis C B
ICt wasn't that long ago, it's apart of my soul. Yeah.

Outro
Down where BI was born, it was heaven on earth.
The BFlint River washes that red Georgia dirt.
BThe sun sets slow and the stars shine Cbright.
Where I grewgis up, Cwe rode in truckBs.

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