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If It Wasn't For Trucks by Riley Green

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INTRO:   D Dmaj7 Bm G 

VERSE ONE:
D                            Dmaj7 
Why would any teenage boy cut grass 
Bm
Sweat all summer, savin' cash
G
Dream about turnin' heads downtown
G                           
Straight pipes on a hand-me-down


D                                      Dmaj7
And how would anybody's daddy get around
Dmaj7                                Bm
To mend the fences and feed the cows 
Bm                                         G
Where the hell would a small town girl climb up
G                    D Dmaj7
If it wasn't for trucks

CHORUS:
D                                        A
And where would I have raised all that hell 
A                       Em
And talked to God all by myself
G
How would I have got to Tennessee
G                  D
Without a bucket seat 

D
Where was I supposed to cry
A
That July day Grand daddy died 
Em
Or haul that deer, drink that beer
G
Fell in and out of love
D Dmaj7
If it wasn't for trucks

VERSE TWO:
D                              Dmaj7
Where would I've first heard Merle 
G
Got the nerve to kiss a green eyed girl 
G
Where would old dogs ride 
G
And where would life fly by 



CHORUS:
D                                        A
And where would I have raised all that hell 
A                       Em
And talked to God all by myself
G
How would I have got to Tennessee
G                  D
Without a bucket seat 

D
Where was I supposed to cry
A
That July day Grand daddy died 
Em
Or haul that deer, drink that beer
G
Fell in and out of love
D A
If it wasn't for trucks

POST-CHORUS:
A                       Em G
Yeah, if it wasn't for trucks

BRIDGE:
Em                            G   Em
Well, I wouldn't be who I am today
Em                                 G
If it wasn't for a short bed Chevrolet

CHORUS:
D                                        Dmaj7
And where would I have raised all that hell 
Em
And talked to God all by myself
G
How would I have got to Tennessee
G
And where would I be 

D
Where was I supposed to cry
A
That July day Granddaddy died 
Em
Or haul that deer, drink that beer
G                    G D G 
And fell in and out of love
G               D A
If it wasn't for trucks

POST-CHORUS:
Em G
Yeah, if it wasn't for trucks