Riley Green - Aint like i can hide it

^EmIf you've met me, you've met ^Cmy old man ^EmI'll look you in your eye and^C shake your hand ^EmWhere I'm from what I believe^C Might as well be on my sleeve ^GYou don't have to wonder who ^DI am

^EmIt aint like you can't see these old worn out boots ^CHear this draw when I talk to you ^GWhen I pull up in my truck there's^D no denying ^EmThat sacred grass stuck in my tread ^CThe red that's right there on my neck ^GHell there aint no use in tryin to^D fight it ^EmIt aint like I can hide it

^EmThere's a farm with a flag on a barn on a ^Cgravel road ^EmAnd a swing on a porch of the house I call^C home ^EmWhere this boy became a man ^CYou might wonder where I stand ^GBut if you've been there hell you already ^Dknow

^EmIt aint like you can't see these old worn out boots ^CHear this draw when I talk to you ^GWhen I pull up in my truck there's^D no denying ^EmThat sacred grass stuck in my tread ^CThe red that's right there on my neck ^GHell there aint no use in tryin to^D fight it ^EmIt aint like I can hide it ^Caint like I can hide it ^{G D}

^EmI cant hide the skoal ring in my blue jeans ^CHide the small town in my blood ^GHide the country there's just some things ^DYou cant cover up

^EmIt aint like you cant see these old worn out boots ^CHear this draw when I talk to you ^GWhen I pull up in my truck there's ^Dno denying ^EmThat sacred grass stuck in my tread ^CThe red that's right there on my neck ^GHell there aint no use in me tryin ^Dto fight it ^EmIt aint like I can hide^C it ^GIt aint like I can hide^D it ^{Em C}