Daryle Singletary - Aint it the truth

^GBorn in this country, ^Cred white and ^Gblue From ^Gchurch pews to bar stools, it's always been ^Dtrue From ^Gup in the mountains, way ^Cback in the ^Gpines From ^GCrazy to Sweet Dreams to ^DYesterday's ^GWine ^G#All of my heroes from ^C#Lefty to ^G#Jones ^G#Some are still with us and some have gone ^D#home Oh ^G#precious are the memories of the ^C#music they ^G#made For^C#ever ^G#living, not ^D#held by the ^Ggrave

^D#Forever and Always, ^C#Chiseled in ^G#Stone Like ^C#honky tonk ^G#prophets their words linger ^D#on If ^G#you don't believe me, if you need some ^C#proof Ask ^C#any old ^G#jukebox, hey, ^D#ain't it the ^G#truth

^AHonest and simple, ^Dnever ash^Aamed ^ALord help us Jesus never to ^Echange One ^Aday I'll see Lefty when ^Dmy work is ^Athrough He'll say ^Ason you were country, oh, ^Eain't it the ^Atruth

For^Eever and Always, ^DChiseled in ^AStone Like ^Dhonky tonk ^Aprophets their words linger ^Eon If ^Ayou don't believe me, if you need some ^Dproof Ask ^Dany old ^Ajukebox, hey, ^Eain't it the ^F#mtrut^Dh Ask ^Dany old ^Ajukebox, hey, ^Eain't it the ^Atruth