Richland

Intro | E | D A | E | D A | | E | D A | E | D A | | E | D A | E | D A | | E | D A | E | D A | [Verso 1] E D A Now I'm from a town called Ellaville City E D A E D A E D A It ain't real big but it sure is pretty to me, yes it be E D A We ride dirt roads in pickup trucks E D A If you don't like that we don't give a sucking on muscadines A A A E7 Sweet miss Sandy, she's a cute little thing she's my country baby E7 Yes she is [Refrão] D A Oh, Richland E7 Living the life of a true hillbilly E7 It's a long, long way from New York City D A Richland D A D A Find me and my buddies at a fishing hole D A D E7 We ain't got much but we sure got soul D A Oh, Richland | E | D A | E | D A | | E | D A | E | D A | [Verso 2] E D A Where would I be without Richland E D A E D A E D A I love the feeling of that country sand between my toes, don't you know E D A From court house parties and big camp fires E D We're already floating and we're getting even higher A A My cousin, Ant Cobb and Kyleski A A E7 Leaving black marks up and down Seminole street [Refrão] D A Oh, Richland E7 Living the life of a true hillbilly E7 It's a long, long way from New York City D A Richland D A D A Find me and my buddies at a fishing hole D A D E7 We ain't got much but we sure got soul D A Oh, Richland | E | E | E | E | Solo | A | A | A | A | | E | E | E | E | | A | A | A | A | | E | E | E | E | [Refrão] D A Oh, Richland E7 Living the life of a true hillbilly E7 It's a long, long way from New York City D A Richland D A D A Find me and my buddies at a fishing hole D A D E7 We ain't got much but we sure got soul D A Oh, Richland | E | D A | E | D A | | E | D A | E | D A | | E | D A | E | D A | Outro E D A Where would I be without Richland E D A E D A E D A I love the feeling of that country sand between my toes E D A Living the life of a true hillbilly E D A It's a long, long way from New York City | E | D A | E | D A | E D A E D A Where would I be without Richland E E7 Ooh! | E7 |