Dont We Chords - Morgan Wallen
[Intro]E | F# | E
E G#m
Wouldn't trade this holler For a stone-cold million dollars
F# E
My green all comes blue collar, and I'm all good with that This world's been changin'
G#m F#
But these folks 'round here, they ain't been They all still windshield wavin' when they slow rollin' past
E G#m F#
We could live a little higher on the hog But I don't think that we'd be no better off
E F#
Not everybody got that spot out in the forty Some ten-point buck they shot, hangin' like a velvet trophy
E F#
Fridays in parkin' lots outside of somewhere holy Not everybody likes this kind of life, but we do, don't we?
[Intro]E | F# | E
E G#m F#
It might be simple, but these two lanes, they're my temple And that river rollin' gentle wash my worries away
E G#m F#
I used to hate it, but I travel lots of pavements And there ain't no better places at the end of the day
E G#m F#
So I pass the play and thank the Lord he put me here And pray that times like mine don't ever disappear
E F#
Not everybody got that spot out in the forty Some ten-point buck they shot, hangin' like a velvet trophy
E C#m7 F#
Fridays in parkin' lots outside of somewhere holy Not everybody likes this kind of life, but we do, don't we?
E C#m F#
Still workin' hard like my daddy told me Still keepin' lowkey, still ridin' high behind them low beams
E C#m7 F#
If you don't know about this nowhere, you don't know me Not everybody thinks we got it made, but we do, don't we?
E | C#m7 | F#
Yeah
E
But we do, don't we?
C#m7 | F#
E G#m
Not everybody takes off their hat Stands for the flag
F# E
That them boys overseas got on their sleeve Not everybody dies where they're born
G#m F#
Takes a field full of corn And turns it into whiskey, say it with me Yeah, we do, don't we?
E C#m7 F#
Not everybody got that spot out in the forty Some ten-point buck they shot, hangin' like a velvet trophy
E C#m7 F#
Fridays in parkin' lots outside of somewhere holy Not everybody likes this kind of life, but we do, don't we?
E C#m7 F#
Still workin' hard like my daddy told me Still keepin' lowkey, still ridin' high behind them low beams
E C#m7 F#
If you don't know about this nowhere, you don't know me Not everybody thinks we got it made, but we do, don't we?
E C#m7 F#
Not everybody got that spot out in the forty
E
(But we do, don't we )
E C#m F#
Fridays in parkin' lots outside of somewhere holy Not everybody thinks we got it made, but we do, don't we?
Lyrics:
Wouldn’t trade this holler for a stone cold million dollars
My green all comes blue collar and I’m all good with that
This world's been changin’ but these folks ‘round here they ain’t been
They all still windshield wavin’ when they slow rollin’ past
We could live a little higher on the hog
But I don't think that we'd be no better off
Not everybody got that spot out in the forty
Some ten point buck they shot hangin' like a velvet trophy
Fridays in parkin' lots outside of somewhere holy
Not everybody likes this kinda life but we do, don't we
Still workin' hard like my daddy told me
Still keep it low key, still ridin' high behind them low beams
If you don't know about this nowhere, you don't know me
Not everybody thinks we got it made but we do, don't we
It might be simple but these two lanes they’re my temple, and that river rollin’ gentle wash my worries away
I used to hate it but I travelled lots of pavement and there ain’t no better places at the end of the day
So I pass the plate and thank the Lord he put me here
\And pray that towns like mine don’t ever disappear
Not everybody got that spot out in the forty
Some ten point buck they shot hangin' like a velvet trophy
Fridays in parkin' lots outside of somewhere holy
Not everybody likes this kinda life but we do, don't we
Still workin' hard like my daddy told me
Still keep it low key, still ridin' high behind them low beams
If you don't know about this nowhere, you don't know me
Not everybody thinks we got it made but we do, don't we
(Yeahhh)
But we do, don’t we
Not everybody takes off their hat, stands for the flag that them boys overseas got on their sleeves
Not everybody dies where they’re born, takes a field full of corn and turns it into whiskey, say it with me Yeah we do, don’t we
Not everybody got that spot out in the forty
Some ten point buck they shot hangin' like a velvet trophy
Fridays in parkin' lots outside of somewhere holy
Not everybody likes this kinda life but we do, don't we
Still workin' hard like my daddy told me
Still keep it low key, still ridin' high behind them low beams
If you don't know about this nowhere, you don't know me
Not everybody thinks we got it made but we do, don't we
Not everybody got that spot out in the forty
(But we do, don’t we)
Fridays in parkin' lots outside of somewhere holy
Not everybody likes this kind of life but we do, don't we
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