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[Chorus]

           Bm
Livin' the simple life, three sixty-five
  G
A jacked up truck and buckshot tires
A
A cold Bud Light and a big bonfire
         F#m
We just, drink and smoke and then tell the lies
Bm
Tell the lies, tell the lies
           G
You better tell them guys, tell them guys
A
As long as I'm alive
F#m
We live in a country folks anthem


[Verse]
      Bm
I'm c-country to the bone, southern to the soul
G
And I'm proud of my home 'cause it's dirt road
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I'm topped alright big tall if you can't find me in town, then you can catch me at a mud bog
Bm
Damn right son, that's just how it is
G
It's grillin' deer meat, and fryin' up some fish
A
Around here's dirt road, there's some mud holes
F#m
Plenty of places to put your truck in four low
Bm
And on the weekends we build them bonfires
G
With them trucks gathered round sittin' on some big tires
A
Passin' out moonshine havin' us a good time
F#m
No worries in the world, everything's just fine
Bm
And that's the joy of livin' in the south
G
There's a one way in and a one way out
A
Lenny Cooper and Charlie Farley on this anthem song
F#m
If you know the words, come on, sing along

[Chorus]

           Bm
Livin' the simple life, three sixty-five
G
A jacked up truck and buckshot tires
A
A cold Bud Light and a big bonfire
         F#m
We just, drink and smoke and then tell the lies
Bm
Tell the lies, tell the lies
           G
You better tell them guys, tell them guys
A
As long as I'm alive
   F#m
We live in a country folks anthem

[Verse]

Bm
Charlie Farley hooked up with Lenny Cooper
G
He threw me in the truck as tough as Lex Luger
A                                        F#m
It was loud as a Ruger, no I didn't look down, no tellin' what that altitude'll do to ya
Bm
I've been in tune with this life since I was a junior
G
In Junior High barely able to drive
A
And not well let's go ahead out of sight on the water
F#m
We be on the CB like, "Bring the chain"
Bm
I got forty-seven big, same amount of dogs
Bm                   G
Fifty leather skins, and a couple of hogs
A
I build a turkey bin, raise 'em 'til I kill 'em all
F#m
Just to feed my kids up this country where I live, yo
Bm
Build 'em out of sight and so I'm out of mind
G
Til I get on the mic, that's when I lose my mind
A
I talk about our life and how we get down
F#
Down here speakin' that country folk sayin'

[Chorus]

           Bm
Livin' the simple life, three sixty-five
G
A jacked up truck and buckshot tires
A
A cold Bud Light and a big bonfire
         F#m
We just, drink and smoke and then tell the lies
Bm
Tell the lies, tell the lies
           G
You better tell them guys, tell them guys
   A
As long as I'm alive
   F#m
We live in a country folks anthem

[Bridge]

Bm                 Em
Uh, dirty clothes, mud holes
         G
A can of Skoal and a dirt road (Now that's country)
A
Forty fours, and holes in a screen door
              F#m
And sweet tea by the boatload (Yeah that's country)
           Bm               E
Four folks and it's good as gold
                       G
Wanna have you a time, we'll put on a show
               A
But you better take you some NoDoz
F#               F#m
We ain't leavin' til the gates closed

[Chorus]

           Bm
Livin' the simple life, three sixty-five
G
A jacked up truck and buckshot tires
A
A cold Bud Light and a big bonfire
         F#m
We just, drink and smoke and then tell the lies
Bm
Tell the lies, tell the lies
           G
You better tell them guys, tell them guys
A
As long as I'm alive
   F#m
We live in a country folks anthem

[Outro]

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