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Palm Muted Power Chords [Intro] Am G C (x3) F [Verse 1]
GWhen the preacher talks of Amheaven, G C he paints it real Amnice, G C Says you better get to Amlivin', G C better get to lFivin' right You're gonna get your mansiAmon, G C but save it for your Amsoul G C You're gonna do your dancAmin', G C city strFeets of gold.
[Chorus]
Unless it's got a dirt roAmad, G C lead down to a fishing holAme, G C A little piece of moAmonlight, G C a couple cans of BuFd Light. Can cuddle with my bAmaby G C and pull her real clAmose G C Oh I don't wanna Amgo G C unless heaven's gFot a dirt road
[Verse 2] (same as verse 1) You better quit your drinkin', better quit the smokin' too, Trade in backseat Saturday nights for Sunday morning pew. Well I've never been nothing, nothing more than what you see, Like my truck, I'm made for running, down to a midnight creek. [Chorus] (same chords) So unless it's got a dirt road, lead down to a fishing hole, Little piece of moonlight, a couple cans of Bud Light. Can cuddle with my baby and pull her real close Oh I don't wanna go unless heaven's got a dirt road. [Distorted] Am G C (x3) F All of this flying high, gonna leave you falling short And get knock knock knocking on Heaven's basement door. But the one thing's for sure... [Chorus] (same chords) Unless it's got a dirt road, lead down to a fishing hole, With little piece of moonlight, a couple cans of Bud Light. Can cuddle with my baby, and pull her real close I don't wanna go unless heaven's got a dirt road.