Dirt – CHORDLAGU.APP

[Intro]
D D/E D/F#
G G6 Gmaj7
Bm7 Bm7/E Bm7/F#
G

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A|-0h2—2-2h4—4-|-4h5—5-5/7~~~~-|
E|-3—3-3-3—3-3-|-3—3-3———|

[Verse 1]
D
You get your hands in it

Plant your roots in it
G Bm7 G
Dusty head lights dance with your boots in it (dirt)

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A|-0h2—2-2h4—4-|-4h5—–0h2—–|
E|-3—3-3-3—3-3-|-3—3-3———|

D
You write her name on it

Spin your tires on it
G
Build your cornfield, whiskey
Bm7
Bonfires on it (dirt)
G
You bet your life on it

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D|-0—————|—————0-|
A|-0h2—2-2h4—4-|-4h5—5-5-5-5-0-|
E|-3—3-3-3—3-3-|-3—3-3-3-3-3-0-|

[Chorus]
D
Its that elm shade

Red roads clay you grew up on
G
That plowed up ground

That your dad

Damned his luck on
D
That post-game party field
G
You circled up on

And when it rains

You get stuck on
D
Drift a cloud back

Behind county roads

That you run-up
G
The mud on her jeans

That she peeled off

And hung up
D
Her blue-eyed
Bm7
Summertime smile
G
Looks so good that it hurts

e|-3—3-3-3—3-3-|-3—3-3-0—0-0-|
B|-0—0-0-2—2-2-|-3—3-3-3—3-3-|
G|-0—0-0-0—0-0-|-0—0-0-0—0-0-|
D|-0—0-0-0—0-0-|-0—0-0-0—0-0-|
A|-2—2-2-x—x-x-|-x—x-x-x—x-x-|
E|-3—3-3-3—3-3-|-3—3-3-3—3-3-|

Makes you wanna build
Bm7
A 10 percent down
A/C# D
White picket fence house on this dirt

[Verse 2]
D
You’ve mixed some sweat with it

Taken a shovel to it
G
You’ve stuck some crosses and some painted
Bm7
Goal-posts through it (dirt)
G
You know you came from it (dirt)

And someday you’ll return to

[Chorus]
D
Its that elm shade

Red roads clay you grew up on
G
That plowed up ground

That your dad

Damned his luck on
D
That post-game party field
G
You circled up on

And when it rains

You get stuck on
D
Drift a cloud back

Behind county roads

That you run-up
G
The mud on her jeans

That she peeled off

And hung up
D
Her blue-eyed
Bm7
Summertime smile
G
Looks so good that it hurts

Makes you wanna build
Bm7
A 10 percent down
A/C# D
White picket fence house on this dirt
G
(dirt)
Bm7 G
You know you cam from it (dirt)

And someday you’ll return to it

[Chorus]
D
Its that elm shade

Red roads clay you grew up on
G
That plowed up ground

That your dad

Damned his luck on
D
That post-game party field
G
You circled up on

And when it rains

You get stuck on
D
Drift a cloud back

Behind county roads

That you run-up
G
The mud on her jeans

That she peeled off

And hung up
D
Her blue-eyed
Bm7
Summertime smile
G
Looks so good that it hurts

Makes you wanna build
Bm7
A 10 percent down
A/C# D
White picket fence house on this dirt
G
Makes you wanna build
Bm7
A 10 percent down
A/C# D D/E D/F#
White picket fence house on this dirt
G G6 Gmaj7
(dirt)
Bm7 G
You know you cam from it (dirt)

D
And someday you’ll return to it

You get your hands in it, plant your roots in it Dusty head lights dance with your boots in it (Dirt, dirt, dirt...) You write her name on it, spin your tires on it Build your corn field, whiskey bonfires on it (Dirt) You bet your life on it (Yeah) [Chorus:] It's that elm shade, red rust clay you grew up on That plowed up ground that your dad damned his luck on That postgame 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 The 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 You've mixed some sweat with it, taken a shovel to it You've stuck some crosses and some painted goal posts through it (dirt, dirt, dirt...) You know you came from it (dirt) And someday you'll return to this... [Chorus:] ... elm shade, red rust clay you grew up on That plowed up ground that your dad damned his luck on That postgame 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 The 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 You know you came from it (dirt) And someday you'll return to this... [Chorus:] ... elm shade, red rust clay you grew up on That plowed up ground that your dad damned his luck on That postgame 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 The 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 You know you came from it and someday you'll return to it

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