Yall Life chords by Walker Hayes

🎸 Intro:

G  F  C  (x2)



🎸 Verse 1:
    G
Small town, y’all town, double dutch in the park
   F          C
Ice cream truck failing that emissions test hard
      G
Got that blow up Grinch in the yard and it’s March
    F       C
Ain’t coming down anytime soon
           G
Y’all, them nursing homes still rattling with some Dolly Parton
     F          C
And them high school kids traveling like James Harden
     G
In them white limousines to the Olive Garden
F

On prom night, it’s good times, right

🎸 Chorus:
          G
We be livin’ that y’all life, y’all

Rollin’ in the South
      F       C
Where it’s all football and Jesus (Jesus)
      G
Barbershop talking like nah
           F          C
Shut your mouth, my mama’s sweet tea’s the sweetest
      G
Turn that bass up, shawty, show ’em how
        F         C
Y’all, we raise up and, y’all, we goin’ down, down, baby
 G
Yo’ street in my Bronco
            F  C
I’ma talk to ya real slow
             G
Said where the crawdads crawl
          F
Said living that y’all life, y’all (Y’all life, y’all)

🎸 Interlude:
G  F  C

G  F  C


🎸 Verse 2:
           G
Y’all all them dads tell them boys, “Son, walk it off”
        F            C
Y’all all them mamas tell them girls, “Better keep your legs crossed”
     G
All them hands in the stands praying for the coin toss
    F
Lord please, “We want the ball at the half”
        G
Say y’all, it’s all about a dub and a dirt road
   F       C
And amen in a church on the third row
      G
With your arm around your girl like a fur coat
   F
On a Sunday, come Monday

🎸 Chorus:
          G
We be livin’ that y’all life, y’all

Rollin’ in the South
      F       C
Where it’s all football and Jesus (Jesus)
      G
Barbershop talking like nah
           F          C
Shut your mouth, my mama’s sweet tea’s the sweetest
      G
Turn that bass up, shawty, show ’em how
        F         C
Y’all, we raise up and, y’all, we goin’ down, down, baby
 G
Yo’ street in my Bronco
            F  C
I’ma talk to ya real slow
             G
Said where the crawdads crawl
          F
Said living that y’all life, y’all (Y’all life, y’all)

🎸 Post-Chorus:
G  F  C
     Y’all life, y’all life
G  F  C
     Y’all life, y’all life
🎸 Bridge:
            G
Said y’all
I got that Wiffle ball, bat flip swag in my walk
     F            C
Down in ‘Bama where they grammar got some country in it, y’all
    G                           F    C
‘Nana pudding, prayer chains, tailgates in them jeans ain’t no thang
    G
But a chicken wing, nah
 F
(Ain’t no thang but a chicken wing)

🎸 Chorus:
          G
We be livin’ that y’all life, y’all

Rollin’ in the South
      F       C
Where it’s all football and Jesus (Jesus)
      G
Barbershop talking like nah
           F          C
Shut your mouth, my mama’s sweet tea’s the sweetest
      G
Turn that bass up, shawty, show ’em how
        F         C
Y’all, we raise up and, y’all, we goin’ down, down, baby
 G
Yo’ street in my Bronco
            F  C
I’ma talk to ya real slow
             G
Said where the crawdads crawl
          F
Said living that y’all life, y’all (Y’all life, y’all)