We Lived It

Intro
G

Verse 1
G
Busted soles and boots been stomping round
D
This one red light road, 2 faced town
Em                                                C
There ain’t nothin better for me to do than get drunk and keep thinking bout me and you
G                                            D 
Its the same ole job they said it had, same hours, same shift my daddy had
Em                                            C
Its our last name that run in the ground, I told myself I wouldn’t live it down

Chorus
G                                                      D
It was back roads, fast speed, blue lights, back seat, all the stuff we didn’t need 
Em                                       C
It was Marlboro Reds, beer burnt bread, green labeled gasoline
D                                                                   
But lookin’ back now, it all seems funny, don’t it
Em                                     C 
I wish i had a handle and a finger on what we did, for gettin by 
                    C            D G                                      
How much we lived and we didn’t die

Verse 2
  G 
Broken hearts and strings don’t make a sound
D
Church bells ring for the lost and found
                  Em
But when you’re flat-lined and checkin out 
         C                                               
You can’t hear nothin’ when you’re 6 feet down
D                                 Em
Well I can feel it coming so far left from right
D                                                C
Makin’ mistakes and letting that trouble train take me for a ride

Chorus
G                                                       D
It was back roads, fast speed, blue lights, back seat, all the stuff we didn’t need 
Em                                       C
It was Marlboro Reds, beer burnt bread, green labeled gasoline
D                                                                   
But lookin’ back now, it all seems funny, don’t it
Em                                      C 
I wish i had a handle and a finger on what we did, for gettin by 
                    C           D G                                    
How much we lived and we didn’t die

Verse 3
G                                          D
It was the first time I jumped off that painted train trussel bridge
Em                                                   C
It was shooting’ white tail from a drop tailgate in ole Ray Prather’s field
D                                            Em 
It took a toll, it broke the mold, it got me in this redneck rut
C                                                                                      
Now I’m drinkin’ them same ole cold beers from the cab of that same ole truck

Chorus
G                                                                                         D
It was back roads, fast speed, blue lights, back seat, all the stuff we didn’t need 
Em                                                                C
It was Marlboro Reds, beer burnt bread, green labeled gasoline
D                                                                   
But lookin’ back now, it all seems funny, don’t it
Em                                     C 
I wish I had a handle and a finger on what we did, for gettin by 
                    C            D G                                      
How much we lived and we didn’t die
  G                                     C 
WE lived it, we lived it, and we didn’t die