Son Of The Sticks Chords

Intro: G C G C Verse 1: G C G D I might look a little rough. I might look a little mean. I might drive an old truck and burn a lot of gasoline. G C G D G Sometimes I’m stubborn. Sometimes I wanna fight. Sometimes I’m wrong, but I still think I’m right. Em C Em D Well I don’t back down. I never turn and run. I love my country and I’m proud to be her son. G C Some call me a redneck, a rough neck, they call me a hick. G D G But I’m just a back country river boy, a son of the sticks.

Chorus 1: D C G Fishin’, lovin’, drinkin’, fightin’, workin’, searchin’, still surviving. D C G Momma’s prayin’ I’m still playin’, getting’ older but I’m changing. Em C I may be cussin’, I may be bleeding, but God knows exactly how I’m feelin’. Em D It don’t take much to make me happy, to feel a little rich. C D G C G C I’m just a back country river boy, a son of the sticks. Verse 2: G C G D Well, I’ve got good friends. And I’ve got big tires. I don’t chase the wind, and I don’t like liars. G C G D G I like sleeping outside, burning campfires. Crazy women and a good old fashioned church choir. Em C Em D I might sing a song, sweet by and by. I might stumble upon a memory that’ll bring a tear to my eye. G C Some call me a redneck, a rough neck, they call me a hick. G D G But I’m just a back country river boy, a son of the stick. Chorus 2: D C G Fishin’, lovin’, drinkin’, fightin’, workin’, searchin’, still surviving. D C G Momma’s prayin’ I’m still playin’, getting’ older but I’m changing. Em C I may be cussin’, I may be bleeding, but God knows exactly how I’m feelin’. Em D It don’t take much to make me happy, to feel a little rich. C D G C I’m just a back country river boy, a son of the sticks. Outro: G D G I’m just a back country river boy, a son of the sticks. G D C G/B Am G I’m just a back country river boy, a son of the sticks.