[Intro]
G Em
G Em
[Verse]
G
See the silhouette underneath the streetlight glow
Em
Leaned against a Caddie on a riverside road
G
Alone and lurkin’
Em7
A walk and purpose
G
Even though I’m lonely and the crickets keep me chirpin’
Em7
A lightnin’ bug sits with me on my shoulder
C
Remindin’ me of how I’ll shine when I’m older
D
But for now
[Chorus]
G
I’m a floor full of ashes in a ’90 model car
Em7
A couple missin’ teeth from chewin’ ‘bacco too long
G
Fire with gas, my attitude’s no act
Em
And trouble was my middle name, it would fit my ass
G Em7
In a world where the music scene is planned and paid for
C D
I’m covered up, but not on the cover song
G
I’m the other country boy
Em7 G
Hmm mm mm mm mm mm mm
Em7 G
Hmm mm mm mm mm mm mm
[Verse]
G
I’m picture-perfect, I never learned it
Em7
What does that mean? Who’s the judge and verdict?
G
No one, they just think they are
Em7
My life’s sweet, give me a Mason jar
G
A few wooden planks some wouldn’t call a porch
Em
Livin’ out anthems to be the torch
C D
For the imperfect girls and the boys like I once was
C D
Imperfect is perfect if you ask someone like us
[Chorus]
G
I’m a floor full of ashes in a ’90 model car
Em7
A couple missin’ teeth from chewin’ ‘bacco too long
G
Fire with gas, my attitude’s no act
Em
And trouble was my middle name, it would fit my ass
G Em7
In a world where the music scene is planned and paid for
C D
I’m covered up, and not on the cover song
G
I’m the other countyyy boy
Em7 G
Hmm mm mm mm the other countryyy boy
Em7 G
Hmm mm mm mm mm mm mm
[Verse]
G
I’ve gone head-to-head with the biggest names
Em7
Got golds and platinums on my wall in frames
G
Talk raw to the stars they ain’t shootin’ a thang
Em7
No EQ to give me a ‘round-here twang
G
Came natural, music city is my real birthplace
Em7
Tell the tourists if they’re wildin’ better pump them brakes
C D
Or you’re gonna see a man that ain’t playin’ standin’ in a bar
C D
He’s one of us and not some country star
[Chorus]
G
He’s a floor full of ashes in a ’90 model car
Em7
A couple missin’ teeth from chewin’ ‘bacco too long
G
Fire with the gas, attitude no act
Em
Trouble was his middle name, it would fit his ass
C Em7
In a world where the music scene is planned and paid for
C D
He’s covered by us, but not on the cover song
G
He’s the other country boy
Em G Em
Hmm mm mm mm I’m other countryyy booooooy
G
Hmm mm mm mm mm mm mm mm mm mm mm mm
[Intro]
G Em
G Em
[Verse]
G
See the silhouette underneath the streetlight glow
Em
Leaned against a Caddie on a riverside road
G
Alone and lurkin’
Em7
A walk and purpose
G
Even though I’m lonely and the crickets keep me chirpin’
Em7
A lightnin’ bug sits with me on my shoulder
C
Remindin’ me of how I’ll shine when I’m older
D
But for now
[Chorus]
G
I’m a floor full of ashes in a ’90 model car
Em7
A couple missin’ teeth from chewin’ ‘bacco too long
G
Fire with gas, my attitude’s no act
Em
And trouble was my middle name, it would fit my ass
G Em7
In a world where the music scene is planned and paid for
C D
I’m covered up, but not on the cover song
G
I’m the other country boy
Em7 G
Hmm mm mm mm mm mm mm
Em7 G
Hmm mm mm mm mm mm mm
[Verse]
G
I’m picture-perfect, I never learned it
Em7
What does that mean? Who’s the judge and verdict?
G
No one, they just think they are
Em7
My life’s sweet, give me a Mason jar
G
A few wooden planks some wouldn’t call a porch
Em
Livin’ out anthems to be the torch
C D
For the imperfect girls and the boys like I once was
C D
Imperfect is perfect if you ask someone like us
[Chorus]
G
I’m a floor full of ashes in a ’90 model car
Em7
A couple missin’ teeth from chewin’ ‘bacco too long
G
Fire with gas, my attitude’s no act
Em
And trouble was my middle name, it would fit my ass
G Em7
In a world where the music scene is planned and paid for
C D
I’m covered up, and not on the cover song
G
I’m the other countyyy boy
Em7 G
Hmm mm mm mm the other countryyy boy
Em7 G
Hmm mm mm mm mm mm mm
[Verse]
G
I’ve gone head-to-head with the biggest names
Em7
Got golds and platinums on my wall in frames
G
Talk raw to the stars they ain’t shootin’ a thang
Em7
No EQ to give me a ‘round-here twang
G
Came natural, music city is my real birthplace
Em7
Tell the tourists if they’re wildin’ better pump them brakes
C D
Or you’re gonna see a man that ain’t playin’ standin’ in a bar
C D
He’s one of us and not some country star
[Chorus]
G
He’s a floor full of ashes in a ’90 model car
Em7
A couple missin’ teeth from chewin’ ‘bacco too long
G
Fire with the gas, attitude no act
Em
Trouble was his middle name, it would fit his ass
C Em7
In a world where the music scene is planned and paid for
C D
He’s covered by us, but not on the cover song
G
He’s the other country boy
Em G Em
Hmm mm mm mm I’m other countryyy booooooy
G
Hmm mm mm mm mm mm mm mm mm mm mm mm
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