Raised Up

INTRO:
Am  G  D  D


VERSE:
       Am
It was soda cans and pellet guns
 G
Running through a briar patch and 
getting cut up
 D
Same ol' jeans and they all tore up
     D
It's 25-8 got to get it out the 
slumps

 Am
Sittin' 'round a barrel while you 
watch a flame flicker
   G
A highway's cool but a dirt roads 
thicker
 D
Head to the back with a full tank of
 gas
 D
Windows rolled down, foot heavy on 
the gas


PD-C HORUS:
              Am
And when the dirt road's calling my 
name
      G
It's something that I just cant 
shake

        D
Riding down through the water,
 D
Ripples in the hollers
 D
Blame it on the way I was raised


CHORUS:
              Am
'Cause I was raised on handed down 
land
       G
I was brought up readin' them words 
in red
   D
A man only eats by the work he did
         D                     
And you don't stop till the sun 
   C
drops

            Am
Yeah I was raised up like a bass 
outta the creek
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        G
And my roots run deep like that old 
oak tree
   D
A lot of things change but you can't
 change me
        D                    C    
No, it ain't much, but it's how I 
           Am   G   D   D C
was raised up


VERSE:
 Am
Momma said don't grow up fast
       G
You're only young once so make it 
last
        D
Like a last sip of whiskey in that 
flask
        D
Or the last Marlboro in that pack

 Am
Fire only burns till you run out of 
gas
         G
And the lights turned off and the 
clock turns past
    D
No time on earth, now you're in the 
dirt
  D
'Cause that's where you started 
first


PD-C HORUS:
           Am
I love the way that a porch swing 
sings
          G
Like the sound of Amazing Grace
        D
Like a bobber on the water
 D
Sunday at the altar
 D
Some things just don't change


CHORUS:
              Am
'Cause I was raised on handed down 
land
       G
I was brought up readin' them words 
in red
   D
A man only eats by the work he did
         D                     
And you don't stop till the sun 
   C
drops

            Am
Yeah I was raised up like a bass 
outta the creek
        G
And my roots run deep like that old 
oak tree
   D
A lot of things change but you can't
 change me
        D                    C    
No, it ain't much, but it's how I 
           Am  G  D  D C
was raised up


BDA K:
        Am
It was riding around town

Brooks and Dunn on the speakers
        G
It was fishing in the woods

And not a spying with the skeeters
 D
Sleeping on a Sunday morn

Momma come and woke me up
 D
Told me it was shit

I wanted up I had to get it


CHORUS:
              Am
'Cause I was raised on handed down 
land
       G
I was brought up readin' them words 
in red
   D
A man only eats by the work he did
         D                      
And you don't stop, till the sun 
  C
drops

            Am
Yeah I was raised up like a bass 
outta the creek
        G
And my roots run deep like that old 
oak tree
   D
A lot of things change but you can't
 change me
        D                    C    
No, it ain't much, but it's how I 
           Am  G  D  D  Am
was raised up