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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro] E A (x2) [Verse 1]
EHow do you turn a scholarship down, ATear up a ticket, already punched, EAnd watch a dream die? EWho's gonna tell me how ATo face Daddy EAnd watch Momma cry? BHave I thrown my future away? APlayed my last football game? BIt all seems so strange AThat in just one night Your whole lBife can change.
[Chorus]
Wish this Aold John Deere had wings And this Ecotton row was an Bairstrip A B(quick hit) Way outta here. AWish this high noon Georgia sun Could Emelt what's been Bdone Make it dAisappear. If I could C#mleave, BI'd be gAone, But that's just Aone more G#mthing doneF#m wrong B
By this small town favorite son. [Verse 2]
EBy fall they're all gonna know AOur little secret EMy baby holds inside. EBy then she'll be startin' to show, AAnd I'll be the husband ETo a shotgun bride. BI already miss that sound AThe marching bands and the cheering crowds. BStuck here in this red dirt ground AKnowin' I, I let everybody Bdown.
[Chorus]
Wish this Aold John Deere had wings And this Ecotton row was an Bairstrip A B(quick hit) Way outta here. AWish this high noon Georgia sun Could Emelt what's been Bdone Make it dAisappear. If I could C#mleave, BI'd be gAone, But that's just Aone more G#mthing doneF#m wrong B
By this small town favorite son. [Outro]
AThis high noon Georgia sun Can't Emelt what's been Bdone. Girl, I Abe right here C#m I dBon't kAnow much about life ABut I G#mknow what's F#mright B

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For this small town favorite son.