We Rode In Trucks Luke Bryan
Tekst piosenki i chwyty na gitarę
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[1] Chwyty na gitarę
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:
Verse 1
Down where
The
We raised
You either
Wher
Verse 2
There's
How to
The
We were
Where I grew
Chorus
That's
That's
In my min
Verse 3
But
It was
In our l
Fallin' in and out of
Chorus 2
That's
That's
In my min
I
Outro
Down where
The
Where I grew
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 BVerse 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 BWher
Be 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 grew
gis 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/fIn my min
Bd, 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 canBWas 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 l
Cives.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/fIn my min
Bd, I can still see us now, ridin' down Buck Island Road.gis C BI
Ct 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 grew
gis up, Cwe rode in truckBs.


