These are Red chords by HARDY feat. Morgan Wallen on Piano, Ukulele, Guitar, and Keyboard.
[Intro] D Bm7 D Bm7 [Verse 1] D Red Bm7 I\'m talking ’bout the sun coming up and the sun going down D On a John Deere, turning Bm7 up a hard work check Bm7 Making that blue collar country boy\'s neck D Red Bm7 I\'m talking ’bout the color of them jerseys on a Friday night D At the end of another long, hot, dry summer Bm7 \'Tween the dust and the rust, the trucks are half A covered in red A Like a bloodhound G Tracking some whitetail buck down
[Chorus] D I ain\'t talking politics, I\'m talking small town Bm And if you\'re from one, you know what I\'m talking \'bout G D It\'s everywhere, I swear, from the courthouse bricks Bm To a crushed Bud heavy G can fading in the ditch D Like the book of John, like a barn door Bm And hearts your hand’s over ’cause you\'re thankful for G D Every shipped off soul that was born to fight Bm For a wind-torn flag that’s G D Bm7 G blue and white and red [Verse 2] D Red Bm7 I\'m talkin\' \'bout a county line stop sign full of birdshot D The cup your beer’s in sitting \'round a fire Bm7 Like your bank account when you bought them tires A That led A You down a dirt road G And got some red lips leaning cross the console
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[Chorus] D I ain\'t talking politics, I\'m talking small town Bm And if you\'re from one, you know what I\'m talking \'bout G D It\'s everywhere, I swear, from the courthouse bricks Bm To a crushed Bud heavy G can fading in the ditch D Like the book of John, like a barn door Bm And hearts your hand’s over ’cause you\'re thankful for G D Every shipped off soul that was born to fight Bm For a wind-torn flag that’s G D Bm7 blue and white and red [Bridge] G A It don\'t matter who you are Got your back if G that\'s what you need A \'Cause at the end of the day G Hey, we all bleed G Red [Chorus] D I ain\'t talking politics, I\'m talking small town Bm And if you\'re from one, you know what I\'m talking \'bout G D It\'s everywhere, I swear, from the courthouse bricks Bm To a crushed Bud heavy G can fading in the ditch D Like the book of John, like a barn door Bm And hearts your hand’s over ’cause you\'re thankful for G D Every shipped off soul that was born to fight Bm For a wind-torn flag G that’s blue and D Bm7 G white and red [Outro] Bm Yeah, a wind-torn flag D that\'s blue and white and red Bm Yeah, a wind-torn flag that\'s D blue and white and red
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