Craig Morgan – More Trucks Than Cars chords

Craig Morgan "More Trucks Than Cars"

I prefer to use barre chords for this song. Like this:   Ab  Gb  Db  Bbm  Ebe|-4---2---9---1----6--|B|-4---2---9---2----8--|G|-5---3---10--3----8--|D|-6---4---11--3----8--|A|-6---4---11--1----6--|E|-4---2---9---1----6--|

(intro)
2x
Ab       Gb        Db


(verse)
Ab                Gb               Dd          Out here on the backside of that city limit sign where the world turns two lanes
Ab                    Gb                  Db     Pretty girl working at the bank and the fella toppin’ off your tank knows your name
Ab             Gb           Db  Water tower, power lines, swimming holes rusty old RC cola sign
Bbm                            Eb    And county fairs, raise your hands up if you’ve been there


(chorus)
Ab                                Gb            Db Where there’s biscuits, grits and gravy and the waitress calls you baby
        Bbm                                        Eb  And the starlight’s like a streetlight on a summer night.
       Ab                 Db                 We say hell ya and amen, yeehaw, and y’all come back again
    Bbm                           Dd                And pray that our boys come home alive
 Db                       Bbm                              EbAnd when Old Glory flies, we still hold our hands over our hearts
(no chord)                     Ab   Gb  Db, Ab  Gb  DbWhere there’s more trucks than cars.


(verse)
          Ab                 Gb               Db  Well, I’ve been there on the concrete of them big city streets
                 Ab                   Gb   In my Ford truck, traffic jam in the town square
        Db                        (no chord)
Told my buddies living up there,   good luck
Ab                Gb               DbMeanwhile back in Tennessee we’re raising our babies and our own green beans
Bbm                        Eb  Kicking up dust, come on down when you had enough



(chorus)
Ab                                Gb            Db Where there’s biscuits, grits and gravy and the waitress calls you baby
        Bbm                                        Eb  And the starlight’s like a streetlight on a summer night.
       Ab          Gb       Db                 We say hell ya and amen, yeehaw, and y’all come back again
    Bbm                          Db                And pray that our boys come home alive
              Bbm                                          Eb   And when Old Glory flies, we still hold our hands over our hearts
Eb                                 Where there’s more trucks than cars.

(instrumental)
2x
Ab       Gb        Db


(out)
(no chord)
Where there’s biscuits, grits and gravy, your pretty waitress calls you baby

And the starlight’s like a streetlight on a summer night.
       Ab          Gb       Db                 We say hell ya and amen, yeehaw, and y’all come back again
    Bbm           Ab             Db                And pray that our boys come home alive
Db                        Bbm                              DbAnd when Old Glory flies, we still hold our hands over our hearts
Db                             Ab Gb Db   Where there’s more trucks than cars.
                               Ab Gb, Db Ab Db      Ab Where there’s more trucks than cars.