Intro | Bb | F | Gm | Eb |
Bb F That vinyl on the bench seat's startin' to tear Gm Eb And there's a new crack in the dash every week I swear
Bb A little more static on the radio F All them miles are startin' to show Gm It's just a matter of time I know Eb Before I have to let her go
Bb I hope it winds up where them streets of gold F Turn it back 40 wide open red dirt roads Gm Up and runnin' Eb My old bird dog shot gunnin'
Bb Cold six in the console, windows down F Zebco's in the short bed rod tips out Gm Earnhardt sticker in the rearview Eb Sun's settin', and I'm bettin'
Gm F Eb If God loves good ole boys like me Bb All trucks go to heaven
Bb F Them horses ain't as fast comin' off the red Gm Eb And that tailgate's barely hangin' on by a thread
Bb That chromes 'bout bit the dust F And that paint cant fight the rust Gm I don't wanna give her up Eb But damn goodbyes are tough
Bb I hope it winds up where them streets of gold F Turn it back 40 wide open red dirt roads Gm Up and runnin' Eb My old bird dog shot gunnin'
Bb Cold six in the console, windows down F Zebco's in the short bed rod tips out Gm Earnhardt sticker in the rearview Eb Sun's settin', and I'm bettin'
Gm F Eb If God loves good ole boys like me All trucks go to heaven
Instru | Bb | F | Gm | Eb |
Cm Bb Eb I know these Goodyears have seen better days Cm Bb Eb But I hate to see it ridin' out this way (way, way)
Bb Hope it winds up where them streets of gold F Turn it back 40 wide open red dirt roads Gm Up and runnin' Eb My old bird dog shot gunnin'
Bb Cold six in the console, windows down F Zebco's in the short bed rod tips out Gm Earnhardt sticker in the rearview Eb Sun's settin', and I'm bettin'
Gm F Eb If God loves good ole boys like me Gm F Eb Then man, I just gotta believe
Bb F All trucks go to heaven Gm Eb All trucks go to heaven
MV : All Trucks Go To Heaven BoomTown Saints