Dirt

Florida Georgia Line

• DGHmiG
  P1:
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• DGHmiGDGHmiG
  S1:
  You get your hands in it plant your roots in it 

  Dusty headlight, dance with your boots in it 

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  You write her name on it spin your tires on it 

  Build your cornfield whiskey bonfires on it 

  You bet your life on it 

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• GDGHmiGA/C♯DDD/AD/AG/HHmiD
  R1:
  It's that elm shade, red rust clay you grew up on 

  That plowed up ground that your dad damned his luck on 

  That post game party field you circle up on 

  And when it rains, you get stuck on 

  Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up 

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

  Her blue-eyed summertime smile looks so good that it hurts  

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

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• DGHmiG
  S2:
  You've mixed some sweat with it taken a shovel to it 

  You've stuck some crosses and some painted goal posts through it 

  You know you came from it 

  And some day you'll return to this
• GDGHmiGA/C♯DD/AD/AG/HHmiDDG
  R1:
  Elm shade, red rust clay you grew up on 

  That plowed up ground that your dad damned his luck on 

  That post game party field you circle up on 

  And when it rains, you get stuck on 

  Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up 

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

  Her blue-eyed summertime smile looks so good that it hurts  

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

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• HmiG
  S3:
  You know you came from it 

  And some day you'll return to this
• GDGHmiGA/C♯DDD/AD/AG/HHmiHmiA/C♯DDG
  R2:
  Elm shade, red rust clay you grew up on 

  That plowed up ground that your dad damned his luck on 

  That post game party field you circle up on 

  And when it rains, you get stuck on 

  Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up 

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

  Her blue-eyed summertime smile looks so good that it hurts  

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

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

  ----x---x---x 

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• HmiGD
  D1:
  You know you came from it 

  And some day you'll return to it