Where I Belong chords by Doc Walker

Intro: |E |A |E |A |

E                      A
There's just something about this small town,
E                    A                   E
Where generations of blood are carved in stone,
A                           E  A
Yeah, that's where I belong.
E                   A
Smiling face at the fillin' station,
E               A                    E
No bullet proof glass this is family owned,
A                           E
Yeah, that's where I belong.
                E                           A
Where there's a little white church, couple run down shacks,
E                     A
Grain elevator by the rail road tracks,
E                     A                B
Where every days like living a country song,
                      E A E A
That's where I belong.
E                A
I got behind the wheel at 14,
E                    A                    E
Now I can drive like hell down east bound roads,
A                 E      A
Yeah, With my eye closed,
      E  A             E
In a '77 Silverado
                    A                 E    A
Cruisin' around the lake side with my girl
                  E
That was my whole world,
B

She left one day for the city lights,
             A
But does she ever dream of me at night.
         E                           A
And that little white church, couple run down shacks,
E                     A
Grain elevator by the rail road tracks,
E                     A                F#m  B
Where every days like living a country sooong,
          E                            A
Where the stop signs are peppered with buck shot holes,
     E             A
That old stray dog everybody knows,
        E                   A             F#m  B
You can laugh out loud, and dream all day looong,
               E
That's where I belong.

|A |E | x 3

     F#m     A       B
Well did you leave a town like this
     F#m      A         B
Then start to feel some emptiness,
     F#m    A            B
Well I came back because I missed.
     E                           A
That little white church, couple run down shacks,
E                     A
Grain elevator by the rail road tracks,
E                     A                F#m  B
Where every days like living a country sooong,
          E                            A
Where the stop signs are peppered with buck shot holes,
     E             A
That old stray dog everybody knows,
        E                   A             F#m  B
You can laugh out loud, and dream all day looong,
               E      A E
That's where I belong.
    A              E      A E
Oh, that's where I belong,
      A              E      A E
Yeah, that's where I belong,
A              E      A
That's where I belong.