Biography:
Florida Georgia Line is a duo comprised of members Tyler Hubbard (from Monroe, Georgia) and Brian Kelley (from Ormond Beach, Florida). Their sound combines electrifying, hard-driving rock with honest, expressive lyrics. The Cruise Songfacts explains that both Hubbard and Kelley began playing guitar individually while they were in high school before meeting at Nashville’s Belmont University. They began writing songs together between classes and soon found themselves playing local clubs, quickly building a fanbase.
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Other songs:
- Bumpin' The Night
- Cruise
- Dirt
- May We All
- Sippin On Fire
- Party People
- Round Here
- Stay
- Angel
- Anything Goes
- Backwoods Beauty Queen
- Blessings
- Bumpin The Night
- Cant Hide Red
- Cant Say I Aint Country
- Colorado
- Confession
- Country In My Soul
- Dance For Me
- Dayum Baby
- Dig Your Roots
- Every Night
- Get Your Shine On
- Girl On The Radio
- God Your Mama And Me
- Good Girl Bad Boy
- Good Good
- Grow Old
- Hands On You
- Headphones
- Heatwave
- Hell Raisin Heat Of The Summer
- Heres To The Good Times
- Holy
- Island
- Its Just What We Do
- Itz Just What We Do
- Life Is A Honeymoon
- Lifer
- Like You Aint Even Gone
- Like You Never Had It
- Man I Am Today
- Music Is Healing
- Never Let Her Go
- People Are Different
- People Back Home
- Simple
- Sittin Pretty
- Small Town
- Smile
- Smoke
- Smooth
- Speed Of Love
- Summerland
- Sun Daze
- Swerve
- Take It Out On Me
- Talk You Out Of It
- Tell Me How You Like It
- Thats Whats Up
- This Is How We Roll
- Tip It Back
- Told You
- What Are You Drinking About
- While Hes Still Around
- Wish You Were On It
- Women
- Yall Boys
- Youre Country
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Awesome new song by FGL here. The version 2 of this tab on here seems to be fairly close
but there are definitely some changes that need to be made. To my ears, this is as close as it gets.
Intro:
D, G, Bm, G
Verse:
D
You get your hands in it, Plant your roots in it,
G
Dusty headlight dance with your boots in it,
Bm
(Dirt)
G
D
You write her name on it, Spin your tires on it
G
Build your cornfield whiskey bonfires on it,
Bm
(Dirt) You bet your life on it,
G
Chorus:
D
It's that elm shade red roads clay you grew up on,
G
That plowed up ground that your dad damned his luck on,
A
That post-game party field you circle up on,
Bm
And when it rains you get stuck on,
D
Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up,
G
The mud on her jeans that she peeled off and hung up,
A Bm G
Her blue-eyed summertime smile looks so good that it hurts,
Bm
Makes you wanna build a 10 percent down,
A D
White picket fence house on this dirt.
Verse:
D
You've mixed some sweat with it, Taken a shovel to it,
G
Stuck some crosses and some painted goal posts through it,
Bm
(Dirt) You know you came from it,
G
(Dirt) And someday you'll return to...
Chorus:
D
This elm shade red roads clay you grew up on,
G
That plowed up ground that your dad damned his luck on,
A
That post-game party field you circle up on,
Bm
And when it rains you get stuck on,
D
Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up,
G
The mud on her jeans that she peeled off and hung up,
A Bm G
Her blue-eyed summertime smile looks so good that it hurts,
Bm
Makes you wanna build a 10 percent down,
A D
White picket fence house on this dirt.
Bridge:
D
G
(Dirt)
Bm
You know you came from it,
G
And someday you'll return to...
Chorus:
D
This elm shade red roads clay you grew up on,
G
That plowed up ground that your dad damned his luck on,
A
That post-game party field you circle up on,
Bm
And when it rains you get stuck on,
D
Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up,
G
The mud on her jeans that she peeled off and hung up,
A Bm G
Her blue-eyed summertime smile looks so good that it hurts,
Bm
Makes you wanna build a 10 percent down,
A D
White picket fence house on this dirt,
Bm
Makes you wanna build a 10 percent down,
A D
White picket fence house on this dirt.
Outro:
D, G,
Bm
You know you came from it,
G
And Someday you'll return to it.
D (Ring out)
but there are definitely some changes that need to be made. To my ears, this is as close as it gets.
Intro:
D, G, Bm, G
Verse:
D
You get your hands in it, Plant your roots in it,
G
Dusty headlight dance with your boots in it,
Bm
(Dirt)
G
D
You write her name on it, Spin your tires on it
G
Build your cornfield whiskey bonfires on it,
Bm
(Dirt) You bet your life on it,
G
Chorus:
D
It's that elm shade red roads clay you grew up on,
G
That plowed up ground that your dad damned his luck on,
A
That post-game party field you circle up on,
Bm
And when it rains you get stuck on,
D
Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up,
G
The mud on her jeans that she peeled off and hung up,
A Bm G
Her blue-eyed summertime smile looks so good that it hurts,
Bm
Makes you wanna build a 10 percent down,
A D
White picket fence house on this dirt.
Verse:
D
You've mixed some sweat with it, Taken a shovel to it,
G
Stuck some crosses and some painted goal posts through it,
Bm
(Dirt) You know you came from it,
G
(Dirt) And someday you'll return to...
Chorus:
D
This elm shade red roads clay you grew up on,
G
That plowed up ground that your dad damned his luck on,
A
That post-game party field you circle up on,
Bm
And when it rains you get stuck on,
D
Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up,
G
The mud on her jeans that she peeled off and hung up,
A Bm G
Her blue-eyed summertime smile looks so good that it hurts,
Bm
Makes you wanna build a 10 percent down,
A D
White picket fence house on this dirt.
Bridge:
D
G
(Dirt)
Bm
You know you came from it,
G
And someday you'll return to...
Chorus:
D
This elm shade red roads clay you grew up on,
G
That plowed up ground that your dad damned his luck on,
A
That post-game party field you circle up on,
Bm
And when it rains you get stuck on,
D
Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up,
G
The mud on her jeans that she peeled off and hung up,
A Bm G
Her blue-eyed summertime smile looks so good that it hurts,
Bm
Makes you wanna build a 10 percent down,
A D
White picket fence house on this dirt,
Bm
Makes you wanna build a 10 percent down,
A D
White picket fence house on this dirt.
Outro:
D, G,
Bm
You know you came from it,
G
And Someday you'll return to it.
D (Ring out)
