Dirt Road To Nashville chords by Ben Fuller

• Difficulty: Intermediate 💪

Intro:
Bm7 A G

Verse 1:
Bm                  A                             G
Snow outside, green mountain hide, slidin' down a winding road
Bm7                  A                         G
Summer night, as the fireflies fly, crickets begin their show
     Bm              A                     G
Just Daddy and I, he cannot hide, inside a yellow cornrow
      Bm                           A                G
In my minds rest, knowing I'd done my best, and I'm set to go

Chorus:
G                 D
Can you hear them cork-sized rocks,
                         A
hitting rusty shocks and bumping to an all-sport zone?
        G
And the faster you drive the smoother the ride knowing you're almost home
         D
But i'll never forget the first time I left
  A
I get that feeling still
G

Riding first class on a dusty seat on a
             Bm       A G
Dirt road to Nashville

Verse 2:
G           Bm                       A
Well I been told enough, sure know I got the guts
                      G
to buckle up and just hang on
        Bm                    A
See the neon flash, watch the strangers pass,
                     G
as I'm holdin' up my microphone
Bm                     A
step on stage, staring at their face,
             G
waiting on a favorite song
Bm                       A
Four wheel drive, got me here to night,
                      G
you can bet its gonna get me home

Chorus:
G                 D
Can you hear them cork-sized rocks,
                         A
hitting rusty shocks and bumping to an all-sport zone?
        G
And the faster you drive the smoother the ride knowing you're almost home
         D
But i'll never forget the first time I left
  A
I get that feeling still
G
Riding first class on a dusty seat on a
               Bm      A G G
Dirt road to Nashville

Bridge:
G     A                         G
Dad's old suitcase, filled with songs,
      A                         G
Mom's smiling face keeps me strong

Chorus:
G                 D
Can you hear them cork-sized rocks,
                         A
hitting rusty shocks and bumping to an all-sport zone?
        G
And the faster you drive the smoother the ride knowing you're almost home
         D
But i'll never forget the first time I left
  A
I get that feeling still
G
Riding first class on a dusty seat on a
               Bm     A
Dirt road to Nashville
               G
Dirt road to Nashville
              Bm Bm7 A  G
Dirt road to Na shvi lle
          Bm A
Yeah I'm riding
          G
Yeah I'm riding
              Bm      A G
Dirt road to Nashville
              G
Dirt road to Nashville