C My Buddy Jake said hey its spring break F So I picked him up in my truck C We rode into town and there we found a cantina and sorority bus G I started trading my lines with a tall blond hair kappa delta Dm She said boy what school are you from G I said I'd be happy to tell ya
C I'm from the dirt road poison ivy league C Of campfires, guitars, and river swings F Got the good life down and if you hang around F We can get a little dust on that collar C Cause I'm a genuine, certified dirt road scholar CFG CFG C Graduated the top of the school of hard knocks F Pass the bar anytime I ain't thirsty C My country clubs exclusive to none but a fishing pole would come in handy G No you ain't really lived till you get chill bumps from a coyote cry Dm Or fine dine till you've cooked on a mountain G Lightning bugs for candle light, yeah.. C I'm from the dirt road poison ivy league C Of campfires, guitars, and river swings F Got the good life down and if you hand around F We can get a little dust on that collar F Cause I'm a genuine, certified dirt road scholar... FGC FGC FGC FGC C I'm from the dirt road poison ivy league C Of campfires, guitars, and river swings F Got the good life down and if you hang around F We can get a little dust on that collar G Cause I'm a genuine, Alumni certified, G Give you a country time, love to treat you right, C Wrapped in a blanket tight sing you to sleep at night, dirt road scholar
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