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Flyin' Down a Back Road by Justin Moore These lyrics are from his original version of the song
DWell I've been on the Grand Ole Opry APlayed a show with ZZ top EmWent on tour with Skinnered, Gman them boys still rock DShot the bull with Bocephus,A before he climbed up on his jet EmPlayed South Florida for Alan Jackson, tGhat's something's that you never forget BmBut all that stuff that Amake you feel realG good ABut not near as good
DAs flying down a back road With some buddies Afrom back home Splash of JacEmk in my Coke Catching brim onG a Zebco Spotting deer iDn a hay field After church oAr Sunday meal Hugging my mamEma before I gDo G DFlying down a back road
DWell up there in Deimoine ARemembered those songs line by line EmI just stood there in the fake smoke GAnother dream came true that night DI've been so many place my Amom and daddy ain't never seen EmAll the way to California to asG far as you can get away BmBut all that stuff that mAake you feel real gGood ABut not near as good
DAs flying down a back road With some buddiesA from back home Splash of Jim Beam iEmn my Coke Catching brim onG a Zebco Spotting deerD in a hay field After church oAr Sunday meal EmHugging my mama before I Dgo G DFlying down a back road
GI'm a lucky Emman I got a real good life GBut of all the tEmhings I've done nothing gets me as high
DAs flying down a back road With some buddies froAm back home Splash of JackEm in my Coke Catching brim on aG Zebco Kill a deer iDn a hay field After church oAr Sunday meal Hugging my maEmma before I DgoG DFlying down a back road EmDowGn Aa Dback road