World To Me

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[Verse]
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It's a middle of nowhere, nobody 
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comes here town
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You're either born and raised and 
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you stay or you turn right around
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Pulled on, court house, stop light 
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blinking
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Four wheels, corn fields, I know 
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what you're thinking

[Chorus]
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Who'd wanna live in this place
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Who'd wanna suffer the fate
D                    Em    D
Of a life spent pulling a plow 
through the dirt
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Who'd wanna put down roots in a blue
 collar suit
D           Em        D
We do, and a few of us know what 
it's worth
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A little buckshot dot on a map it
        D
 might be
D                         C
But it's the world to me

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[Verse]
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I know these hollers and hills and 
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fields down to every square inch
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I know every name sprayed in 
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Dupont paint on that bridge
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Had my first kiss, learned to shift
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 gears on these back roads
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All that and all of this makes me 
one of those

[Chorus]
C
Who'd wanna live in this place
G
Who'd wanna suffer the fate
D                    Em    D
Of a life spent pulling a plow 
through the dirt
C                        G
Who'd wanna put down roots in a blue
 collar suit
D           Em        D
We do, and a few of us know what 
it's worth
C                  G             
A little buckshot dot on a map it
        D
 might be
D                         C
But it's the world to me

[Solo]
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[Bridge]
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It's those Friday night games
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Billy's Tavern on Main
D                     Em   D
Where we grab a cold beer after a 
hard day's work
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It's who we are through and through
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From our hats to our boots
D                      Em     D
It's the truth, and we all know what
 it's worth
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A little buckshot dot on a map it
       D
 might be
D                      C
But it's the world to me
G                  C
Oh, the world to me