Luke Combs - Whoever You Turn Out to Be

Intro : C..F..

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a hand-me-down f-150
C
might not be the tank you empty
F
burning gasoline..
F
the day you turn sixteen

C
and just because dusty boots
C
and camouflage are in your roots
F
don’t mean you ever gotta wear ‘em
F
if that ain’t you, i don’t care

Am
yeah, i used to love to sling
G
that dirt up down them rural routes
F
but God might have a different map
F
dot planned for you mapped out

Reff :
F
so what if you don’t stick around this
F
little town that raised you
C
so what if you don’t cut your teeth
C
on junior, jones, and waylon

Am
now it might work out
G F
that you don’t turn out anything like me
F (C)
but i’ll love whoever you turn out to be

Int. C..

C
what if you picked up a canvas
C
and you just up and single-handed
F
painted scenes the world ain’t ever seen

C
oh, maybe you were made for something
C
me and your mama don’t see comin’
F
you ain’t gotta know right now
F
you got your whole life to figure it out

Am
you might choose a simple life,
G
raise some kids and settle down
F
but you ain’t gotta change the world
F
to make your daddy proud

Reff :
F
so what if you don’t stick around this
F
little town that raised you
C
so what if you won’t bait a hook
C
even if i paid you

Am
now it might work out
G F
that you don’t turn out anything like me
F (C)
but i’ll love whoever you turn out to be..

Music : C..F..

Reff :
F
so what if you don’t stick around this
F
little town that raised you
C
you’ll always have your spot at sunday
C
supper that we saved you

Am
now it might work out
G F
that you don’t turn out anything like me
F (C)
but i’ll love whoever you turn out to be

Outro : C..F..C..F..