Biography:
Tracy Darrell (Trace) Adkins is an American country music artist, born January 13, 1962, in Springhill, Louisiana.
His musical interest came at an early age, when his father taught him to play the guitar. In high school, he joined a gospel music group called the New Commitments. He was also a member of Future Farmers of America (FFA). Later, Adkins went on to study petroleum technology at Louisiana Tech University, where he also played football.
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TRACE ADKINS I Came Here to Live
I know Trace sometimes performs this song a step lower (G,C,G,D) at live
concerts but this is done in the recorded key as on the album American Man Geatest Hits
2,
so if it doest sound right to you, you're probably thinking about the other version he does.
If thats the one you like, just drop down a whole step (G,C,G,D instead of A,D,A,E)and
should be right.
As for the recorded version this hits it right on.
intro:
A D A E
E------------------------------------|
B--------2-3---3-2---0---------------|
G------2-----------2------REPEAT x2--|
D----2-------------------------------|
A--0---------------------------------|
E------------------------------------|
A
I grew up in a town where tough was a cigarette
And a souped up car on a county road
Nothin' much to do back then
So we'd make bets
On how much drink a guy could hold
D
And I held my own
A
Learn to hold my own (play intro 1 time)
A
Daddy works some dead-end job at the concrete plant
Mama taught the Sunday bible class
For eighteen years I remember thinkin'
There was more to life than that
D
So I ran the streets to beat the Devil
A
Goin' just as fast as I could fly
D
'Cause I came here to live
E N.C. N.C. N.C. A
I didn't come here to die
D A
Mama used to wait for me with the porch light on
E A
Worried about her little boy 'til I got home
D
Daddy he'd say listen son
A
But back then there wasn't much
C D
That I didn't already know
(same chords from here on out)
I reckon I was doing close to 80
When I felt the tire slip out from under me
And I never set out lookin' for Jesus
So I guess Jesus come lookin' for me
And He found me upside down in a ditch
Smokin' gas in my eyes
And He said son you came here to live
You didn't come here to die
Sunday morning I got up and I went to church
That summer I got a job and I went to work
Met a girl in town put some money down
On a little house with a yard
Our little boy was due in September
But he came early in July
For eighteen days all I remember
Was settin' there at his side
Sayin' son open up your eyes
Just open up your eyes
'Cause you came here to live
You didn't come here to die
Son you came here to live
please leave any comments or questions
I know Trace sometimes performs this song a step lower (G,C,G,D) at live
concerts but this is done in the recorded key as on the album American Man Geatest Hits
2,
so if it doest sound right to you, you're probably thinking about the other version he does.
If thats the one you like, just drop down a whole step (G,C,G,D instead of A,D,A,E)and
should be right.
As for the recorded version this hits it right on.
intro:
A D A E
E------------------------------------|
B--------2-3---3-2---0---------------|
G------2-----------2------REPEAT x2--|
D----2-------------------------------|
A--0---------------------------------|
E------------------------------------|
A
I grew up in a town where tough was a cigarette
And a souped up car on a county road
Nothin' much to do back then
So we'd make bets
On how much drink a guy could hold
D
And I held my own
A
Learn to hold my own (play intro 1 time)
A
Daddy works some dead-end job at the concrete plant
Mama taught the Sunday bible class
For eighteen years I remember thinkin'
There was more to life than that
D
So I ran the streets to beat the Devil
A
Goin' just as fast as I could fly
D
'Cause I came here to live
E N.C. N.C. N.C. A
I didn't come here to die
D A
Mama used to wait for me with the porch light on
E A
Worried about her little boy 'til I got home
D
Daddy he'd say listen son
A
But back then there wasn't much
C D
That I didn't already know
(same chords from here on out)
I reckon I was doing close to 80
When I felt the tire slip out from under me
And I never set out lookin' for Jesus
So I guess Jesus come lookin' for me
And He found me upside down in a ditch
Smokin' gas in my eyes
And He said son you came here to live
You didn't come here to die
Sunday morning I got up and I went to church
That summer I got a job and I went to work
Met a girl in town put some money down
On a little house with a yard
Our little boy was due in September
But he came early in July
For eighteen days all I remember
Was settin' there at his side
Sayin' son open up your eyes
Just open up your eyes
'Cause you came here to live
You didn't come here to die
Son you came here to live
please leave any comments or questions
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