Ground I Grew Up On - Laine Hardy ( Lyrics and Chords )

INTRO:
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VERSE1:
                A
THAT AIN'T JUST DIRT
                A
THAT AIN'T JUST DUST BLOWIN'
                D             
THAT AIN'T JUST NOTHIN' BUT AN OLD FISHIN' HOLE
                D
AIN'T JUST SOME ROOSTER CROWIN'
                 A                 A
IT'S WHERE I LEARNED HOW TO BE A BOY
                D      
WASHED IN THE BLOOD AND RED DIRT MUD
                    D
KINDA GLAD I DIDN'T HAVE A CHOICE


PRE-CHORUS:
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 SO GIRL JUST KICK BACK IN THAT SHOTGUN
                               D
LET ME SHOW YOU WHERE I'M FROM

GIRL WHERE I'M FROM


CHORUS:
      D 
MIGHT LOOK LIKE NOTHIN' BUT GRAVEL ROADS

AND TRACTORS ROLLIN' OVER THEM FIELDS
    A
AND PRAYIN' THAT WE GET A LITTLE RAIN SOON

AND CUTTIN' LOOSE IN HAND ME DOWN WHEELS
    D
AND KNOCKIN' THEM FRIDAY NIGHT BEERS BACK

BY THE TRAIN TRACKS AND THINKIN' THAT
    F#m             E                D
I'D NEVER MISS THIS PLACE WHEN I GOT GONE
    A 
BUT THAT'S THE GROUND I GREW UP ON
     D
YEAH THAT'S THE GROUND I GREW UP ON


VERSE2:
             A
GIRL DON'T BLINK
                    A
YOU MIGHT MISS IT ALL
                   D                              D
IT'S WHERE I COULD FIX ANYTHING I BROKE BUT THE LAW
                  A
IT WAS HARD TO LEAVE
                  A
GIRL THAT'S THE TRUTH
                    D                                 D
BUT YOU KNOW IF I'D STUCK AROUND THIS LITTLE TOWN I'D NEVER FOUND YOU


CHORUS:
      D 
MIGHT LOOK LIKE NOTHIN' BUT GRAVEL ROADS

AND TRACTORS ROLLIN' OVER THEM FIELDS
    A
AND PRAYIN' THAT WE GET A LITTLE RAIN SOON

AND CUTTIN' LOOSE IN HAND ME DOWN WHEELS
    D
AND KNOCKIN' THEM FRIDAY NIGHT BEERS BACK

BY THE TRAIN TRACKS AND THINKIN' THAT
    F#m             E                D
I'D NEVER MISS THIS PLACE WHEN I GOT GONE
    A 
BUT THAT'S THE GROUND I GREW UP ON
     D
YEAH THAT'S THE GROUND I GREW UP ON


PRE-CHORUS:
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 WHERE THE TALES ARE AS TALL AS THE CORN GROWS  
       
BABY WHO KNOWS IF WE’RE LUCKY
      D
MAYBE ONE DAY AT OUR BACK DOOR 


CHORUS:
      D 
MIGHT LOOK LIKE NOTHIN' BUT GRAVEL ROADS

AND TRACTORS ROLLIN' OVER THEM FIELDS
    A
AND PRAYIN' THAT WE GET A LITTLE RAIN SOON

AND CUTTIN' LOOSE IN HAND ME DOWN WHEELS
    D
AND KNOCKIN' THEM FRIDAY NIGHT BEERS BACK

BY THE TRAIN TRACKS AND THINKIN' THAT
    F#m             E                D
I'D NEVER MISS THIS PLACE WHEN I GOT GONE
    F#m            E                       D
BUT LOOKIN’ BACK I COULDN’T HAVE BEEN MORE WRONG
       A 
‘CAUSE THAT'S THE GROUND I GREW UP ON
     D
YEAH THAT'S THE GROUND I GREW UP ON
YEAH THAT'S THE GROUND I GREW UP ON