Biografia:
Florida Georgia Line é uma dupla de música country formada por Tyler Rubbard(Monroe, Georgia) e Brian Kelley(Ormond Beach, Florida). Esse duo atingiu rápido sucesso pelo single Cruise que depois de altas evoluções no gráfico, ocupa a #20º posição das maiores músicas da Billboard da semana 11/17/2012. O Disco It'z Just What We Do vende como águas nos arredores do mundo. É, eles atingiram picos de #3 nos Country Singles mais vendidos. A Dupla assinou contrato com a Republic Nashville em 16 de Julho de 2012
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Outras músicas:
- 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
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
All the other versions are in Standard tuning I think this in in Drop D tuning just lower
the sixth string to D sound s great.
Dirt Florida Georgia Line Drop D tuning
Chord fingering for drop D tuning
D G Bm7 A G/B
|--2--| |--3--| |--2--| |--0--| |--3--|
|--3--| |--3--| |--3--| |--2--| |--3--|
|--2--| |--0--| |--2--| |--2--| |--0--|
|--0--| |--0--| |--4--| |--2--| |--0--|
|--0--| |--5--| |--2--| |--0--| |--2--|
|--0--| |--5--| |--X--| |--X--| |--X--|
Intro D G Bm7 G
D
You get your hands in it Plant your roots in it
G Bm7 G
Dusty head lights dance with your boots in it
D
You write her name on it Spin your tires on it
G Bm7
Build your corn field, whiskey Bonfires on it
G
You bet your life on it
D
Its 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 circled up on
G/B G
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 Bm7
Her blue eyed Summer time smile
G
Looks so good that it hurts Makes you wanna build
Bm7 A D
A 10 percent down White picket fence house on this dirt
D
You’ve mixed some sweat with it Taken a shovel to it
G
You’ve stuck some crosses and some painted
Bm7 G
Goal posts through it You know you came from it
A
And some day you’ll return to
D
Its 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 circled up on
G/B G
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 Bm7
Her blue eyed Summer time smile
G
Looks so good that it hurts Makes you wanna build
Bm7 A D G
A 10 percent down White picket fence house on this dirt
Bm7 G
You know you cam from it And some day you'll return to it
D
Its 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 circled up on
G/B G
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 Bm7
Her blue eyed Summer time smile
G
Looks so good that it hurts Makes you wanna build
Bm7 A D
A 10 percent down White picket fence house on this dirt
Makes you wanna build
Bm7 A D G
A 10 percent down White picket fence house on this dirt
Bm7 G D
You know you cam from it And some day you'll return to it
the sixth string to D sound s great.
Dirt Florida Georgia Line Drop D tuning
Chord fingering for drop D tuning
D G Bm7 A G/B
|--2--| |--3--| |--2--| |--0--| |--3--|
|--3--| |--3--| |--3--| |--2--| |--3--|
|--2--| |--0--| |--2--| |--2--| |--0--|
|--0--| |--0--| |--4--| |--2--| |--0--|
|--0--| |--5--| |--2--| |--0--| |--2--|
|--0--| |--5--| |--X--| |--X--| |--X--|
Intro D G Bm7 G
D
You get your hands in it Plant your roots in it
G Bm7 G
Dusty head lights dance with your boots in it
D
You write her name on it Spin your tires on it
G Bm7
Build your corn field, whiskey Bonfires on it
G
You bet your life on it
D
Its 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 circled up on
G/B G
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 Bm7
Her blue eyed Summer time smile
G
Looks so good that it hurts Makes you wanna build
Bm7 A D
A 10 percent down White picket fence house on this dirt
D
You’ve mixed some sweat with it Taken a shovel to it
G
You’ve stuck some crosses and some painted
Bm7 G
Goal posts through it You know you came from it
A
And some day you’ll return to
D
Its 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 circled up on
G/B G
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 Bm7
Her blue eyed Summer time smile
G
Looks so good that it hurts Makes you wanna build
Bm7 A D G
A 10 percent down White picket fence house on this dirt
Bm7 G
You know you cam from it And some day you'll return to it
D
Its 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 circled up on
G/B G
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 Bm7
Her blue eyed Summer time smile
G
Looks so good that it hurts Makes you wanna build
Bm7 A D
A 10 percent down White picket fence house on this dirt
Makes you wanna build
Bm7 A D G
A 10 percent down White picket fence house on this dirt
Bm7 G D
You know you cam from it And some day you'll return to it
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