Blake Shelton

Blake Shelton

Straight Outta Cold Beer
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Intro: A G D 

verse 1 
                A 
Just a bunch of poor boys, daddy's girls’ children of the corn field 
                                            D 
Tryin' turn a shift job into a dollar bill 

We wear the muddy boots, stay true to how we're raised 

Ain't nothin' bout us fake 


[Refrão]
A You know we're straight out of that dirty south, dirty roads, nobody got no money G D Got them shined-up pickup trucks; whistlin' at them honies from the country (yes, sir) A You know we're straight out of that long week workin', now everybody wanna party G D All night long bonfire on the back forty in the middle of nowhere (STOP) Ain't nobody leaving here 'til we're straight outta cold beer D Straight outta of cold beer verse 2 A Just a bunch of John Deere junkies getting funky to some old Hank G Nothin' been stuck in the mud that we came D We'll cut the rusty chain in the sun or in the rain Yeah, that's the kinda thing
[Refrão]
A You know we're straight out of that dirty south, dirty roads, nobody got no money G D Got them shined-up pickup trucks; whistlin' at them honies from the country (yes, sir) A You know we're straight out of that long week workin', now everybody wanna party G D All night long bonfire on the back forty in the middle of nowhere (STOP) Ain't nobody leaving here 'til we're straight outta cold beer A Straight outta of cold beer BRIDGE A G D
[Refrão]
A You know we're straight out of that dirty south, dirty roads, nobody got no money G D Got them shined-up pickup trucks; whistlin' at them honies from the country (yes, sir) A You know we're straight out of that long week workin', now everybody wanna party G D All night long bonfire on the back forty in the middle of nowhere (STOP) Ain't nobody leaving here 'til we're straight outta cold beer A Straight outta of cold beer

Enviado por: Andressa Souza

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