Luke Bryan – We Rode In Trucks chords

Chords:
Transpose:
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.
D*DUD*DU*UD*D

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

Intro: E    A     E     A

Verse 1
EDown where I born it was heaven on earth.
AThe Flint River washes that red Georgia dirt.
E BThe sun sets slow and the stars shine bright.
EWe raised cotton, corn, a little cane, and kids.
AYou either lived on a farm or wish you did.
E BJesus always walked close by our side.
F#m B E A
AWhere I grew up, we rode in trucks.
Verse 2
EThere's a lot about life you can learn on a bus,
AHow to lie, how to fight, how to kiss, how to cuss.
E BThe closer we sat to the back, the smarter we got.
EWe were poor, we were ugly, we were all best friends.
AWhite-eyed, baptized, and still wantin' to sin.
E BThank God we get more than just one shot.
F#m B EWhere I grew up, we rode in trucks.
Chorus
B A EThat's us, haulin' hay in the field with the radio on.
B A F#mThat's us, headin' straight into town when the work is done.
B A E E/G#
AIn my mind, I can still see us now, ridin' down Buck Island Road.
A F#m BIt wasn't that long ago.
Verse 3
EWe thought tobacco and beer in a can
AWas all it would take to be like our old man.
E BBut I saw how it made my momma cry.
EIt was huntin' and fishin' and football games.
A F#mThen it was girls, and everything changed,
BIn our lives.
F#m B EFallin' in and out of love, we rode in trucks.
Chorus 2
B A EThat's us with our tailgates down in the parking lot.
B A F#mThat's us with mud on our tires when it rained a lot.
B A E E/G#
AIn my mind, I can still see us now, ridin' down Buck Island Road.
F#m B A
BIt wasn't that long ago, it's apart of my soul. Yeah.
Outro
EDown where I was born, it was heaven on earth.
AThe Flint River washes that red Georgia dirt.
E BThe sun sets slow and the stars shine bright.
F#m B EWhere I grew up, we rode in trucks.
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