Tablature dirt - Florida Georgia Line

          



 Brand new one by FGL, real music right here, this one ROCKS!!!

  

  Sounds fine with no capo or capo on 1, I prefer capo 1 but its entirely your preference

  

  intro- C F G

  

  Verse I

  

  C                                                 F                                            G

  You get your hands in it, plant your roots in it, dusty headlight dance with your boots in it  (dirt)

  

  C                                                F                                                G

  You write her name on it, spin your tires on it, build your own cornfield whiskey bonfires on it  (dirt)

  

  G

  You bet your life on it

  

  Chorus

  

             C

  Is that an old shade red roads clay you grew up on

  

       F

  That plowed up ground that your dad damned his luck on

  

       G

  That post game party field you circle up on, and when it rains you get stuck on

  

          C

  Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up

  

      F

  And mud on her jeans that she peeled off and hung up

  

      G                                               Am

  Her blue eye summertime smile looks so good that it hurts

  

                            Em               G                                C

  Makes you want to build a ten percent down white picket fence house on this dirt

  

  Verse II

  

  C                                                   

  You've mix some sweat with it, taken a shovel to it  

  

  F                                                                G

  You've stuck some crosses and some painted goal posts through it  (dirt) you know you came from it  (dirt)

  

  G

  and someday you'll return to it

  

  

  Chorus

  

       C

  This elm shade red rust clay you grew up on

  

       F

  That plowed up ground that your dad damned his luck on

  

       G

  That post game party field you circle up on, and when it rains you get stuck on

  

          C

  Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up

  

      F

  And mud on her jeans that she peeled off and hung up

  

      G                                               Am

  Her blue eye summertime smile looks so good that it hurts

  

                            Em               G                                C    F

  Makes you want to build a ten percent down white picket fence house on this dirt

  

  Bridge

  

  G                                G

  You know you came from it (dirt) and someday you'll return to

  

  Chorus

  

       C

  This elm shade red rust clay you grew up on

  

       F

  That plowed up ground that your dad damned his luck on

  

       G

  That post game party field you circle up on, and when it rains you get stuck on

  

          C

  Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up

  

      F

  And mud on her jeans that she peeled off and hung up

  

      G                                               Am

  Her blue eye summertime smile looks so good that it hurts

  

                            Em               G                                C

  Makes you want to build a ten percent down white picket fence house on this dirt

  

                            Em               G                                C

  Makes you want to build a ten percent down white picket fence house on this dirt

  

  

  

  outro

  

  C, F, G                                                          C (fade out)

        You know you came from it, and someday you'll return to it 

  

  

  as always im open to any suggestions/comments, hope y'all enjoyed it as much as I did!! 


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Grille d'accords Dirt, de Florida georgia line 

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