Biografia:
Brantley Gilbert (20 de Janeiro de 1985) é um artista do rock americano. Nascido em Jefferson, Georgia, ele compõe músicas e fez parcerias com Jason Aldean e Colt Ford, e mais recente, escreveu a letra Dirt Road Anthem de Jason Aldean, para o álbum My Kinda Party(2010). Mais tarde, essa música teve parceria com o rapper Ludacris. Sua maior posição na Billboard Hot 100 foi em 50º com Country Must Be Countrywide, que permaneceu na revista por 21 semanas consecutivas.
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Outras músicas:
- Bottoms Up
- 17 Again
- Against The World
- Anymore Perfect
- At Least We Thought It Was
- Baby Be Crazy
- Back In The Day
- Bendin The Rules And Breakin The Law
- Best Of Me
- Bro Code
- Bullet In A Bonfire
- Country Must Be Country Wide
- Dirt Road Anthem
- Do What The Night Wants
- Fall Into Me
- Friday Night
- Grits
- Grown Ass Man
- Halfway To Heaven
- Hell On An Angel
- Hell On Wheels
- If You Want A Bad Boy
- In My Head
- Indianas Angel
- Its About To Get Dirty
- Just As I Am
- Kick It In The Sticks
- Let It Ride
- Live It Up
- Modern Day Prodigal Son
- More Than Miles
- My Babys Guns And Roses
- My Faith In You
- My Kind Of Crazy
- My Kinda Party
- One Hell Of An Amen
- Outlaw In Me
- Picture On The Dashboard
- Play Me That Song
- Read Me My Rights
- Rock This Town
- Rockin Chairs
- Same Old Song
- Saving Amy
- Shes My Kind Of Crazy
- Small Town Throwdown
- Smokin Gun
- Stone Cold Sober
- That Was Us
- The Devil Dont Sleep
- The Ones That Like Me
- The Weekend
- Them Boys
- Three Feet Of Water
- Tried To Tell Ya
- Way Back
- Were Gonna Ride Again
- What Happens In A Small Town
- Whats Left Of A Small Town
- Whenever Were Alone
- You Could Be That Girl
- You Dont Know Her Like I Do
- You Promised
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!
Intro
Bm D G D
Chorus
Yeah (Bm) I'm chillin on a dirt (D) road.
Laid back (G) swervin' like I'm George (D) Jones
Smoke (Bm) rollin' out the win (D) dow
An ice cold beer (G) sittin in the con (D)sole.
Memory (Bm) Lane up in the head (D) lights.
got me remi (G) niscing on the good (D) times
(Bm) said I'm turnin' off the real (D) life drive and that's right
(G) hittin easy street on mud (D) tires
Verse
(Bm) back in the day Potts' farm was the place to (D)go
load the truck up hit the dirt road
(G) Jump the barbwire, spread the (D) word
light the bon fire , then call the girls
(Bm) king in the can, and the Marlboro (D) man
Jack and Jim were a few good men
we (G) learned how to kiss and cuss and fight (D) too
better watch out for the boys in blue
and (Bm) all this small town he said she (D) said
aint it funny how rumors spread
(G) like i know somethin ya'll don’t (D) know
man this shit is getting old
man (Bm) mind your business watch your (D) mouth
before i have to knock your loud ass out
(G) i'm tired of talkin ya'll aint listenin (D)
them old dirt road is what ya'll missing
Chorus
Yeah (Bm) I'm chillin on a dirt (D) road.
Laid back (G) swervin' like I'm George (D) Jones
Smoke (Bm) rollin' out the win (D) dow
An ice cold beer (G) sittin in the con (D) sole.
Memory (Bm) Lane up in the head (D) lights.
got me remi (G) niscing on the good (D) times
(Bm) said I'm turnin' off the real (D) life drive and that's right
(G) hittin easy street on mud (D) tires
Verse
I sit (Bm) back and think about them good ole (D) days
the way we were raised in our southern ways
we (G) like corn bread and bis (D) cuits
and if its broke round here we fix it
see i can (Bm) take ya'll where you need to (D) go
down to my hood or back in them woods
we do it (G) different round here that’s (D) right
but we sho do it good and we do it all night
(Bm) so if you really wanna know how it (D) feels
to get off the road and truck with four wheels
(G) jump on in tell ya (D) friends
that well be raisin hell where the black top ends
Chorus
Yeah (Bm) I'm chillin on a dirt (D) road.
Laid back (G) swervin' like I'm George (D) Jones
Smoke (Bm) rollin' out the win (D) dow
An ice cold beer (G) sittin in the con (D) sole.
Memory (Bm) Lane up in the head (D) lights.
got me remi (G) niscing on the good (D) times
(Bm) said I'm turnin' off the real (D) life drive and that's right
(G) hittin easy street on mud (D) tires
Verse
I was (Bm) brought up in a small town in North Geor (D) gia
raised on southern baptist morals
all (G) on a pew for the Sunday roll (D) call
everybody praise the lord ya'll,
grew (Bm) up learnin' how to hunt and (D) fish
bust a 12 gauge pump and not miss
(G) life without work that's just a (D) myth
never listen when they talkin shit
my (Bm) dad taught me how to stand my (D) ground
be a man boy never back down
don't (G) start it son but if he's talking (D) trash
you better throw the first punch and whip his ass
(Bm) be somebody, make a name for your (D) self
life's hard, you go through hell
(G) there comes a time when you've got to slow (D) down
that's what we doing now
Chorus
Yeah (Bm) I'm chillin on a dirt (D) road.
Laid back (G) swervin' like I'm George (D) Jones
Smoke (Bm) rollin' out the win (D) dow
An ice cold beer (G) sittin in the con (D) sole.
Memory (Bm) Lane up in the head (D) lights.
got me remi (G) niscing on the good (D) times
(Bm) said I'm turnin' off the real (D) life drive and that's right
(G) hittin easy street on mud (D) tires
Bm D G D
Chorus
Yeah (Bm) I'm chillin on a dirt (D) road.
Laid back (G) swervin' like I'm George (D) Jones
Smoke (Bm) rollin' out the win (D) dow
An ice cold beer (G) sittin in the con (D)sole.
Memory (Bm) Lane up in the head (D) lights.
got me remi (G) niscing on the good (D) times
(Bm) said I'm turnin' off the real (D) life drive and that's right
(G) hittin easy street on mud (D) tires
Verse
(Bm) back in the day Potts' farm was the place to (D)go
load the truck up hit the dirt road
(G) Jump the barbwire, spread the (D) word
light the bon fire , then call the girls
(Bm) king in the can, and the Marlboro (D) man
Jack and Jim were a few good men
we (G) learned how to kiss and cuss and fight (D) too
better watch out for the boys in blue
and (Bm) all this small town he said she (D) said
aint it funny how rumors spread
(G) like i know somethin ya'll don’t (D) know
man this shit is getting old
man (Bm) mind your business watch your (D) mouth
before i have to knock your loud ass out
(G) i'm tired of talkin ya'll aint listenin (D)
them old dirt road is what ya'll missing
Chorus
Yeah (Bm) I'm chillin on a dirt (D) road.
Laid back (G) swervin' like I'm George (D) Jones
Smoke (Bm) rollin' out the win (D) dow
An ice cold beer (G) sittin in the con (D) sole.
Memory (Bm) Lane up in the head (D) lights.
got me remi (G) niscing on the good (D) times
(Bm) said I'm turnin' off the real (D) life drive and that's right
(G) hittin easy street on mud (D) tires
Verse
I sit (Bm) back and think about them good ole (D) days
the way we were raised in our southern ways
we (G) like corn bread and bis (D) cuits
and if its broke round here we fix it
see i can (Bm) take ya'll where you need to (D) go
down to my hood or back in them woods
we do it (G) different round here that’s (D) right
but we sho do it good and we do it all night
(Bm) so if you really wanna know how it (D) feels
to get off the road and truck with four wheels
(G) jump on in tell ya (D) friends
that well be raisin hell where the black top ends
Chorus
Yeah (Bm) I'm chillin on a dirt (D) road.
Laid back (G) swervin' like I'm George (D) Jones
Smoke (Bm) rollin' out the win (D) dow
An ice cold beer (G) sittin in the con (D) sole.
Memory (Bm) Lane up in the head (D) lights.
got me remi (G) niscing on the good (D) times
(Bm) said I'm turnin' off the real (D) life drive and that's right
(G) hittin easy street on mud (D) tires
Verse
I was (Bm) brought up in a small town in North Geor (D) gia
raised on southern baptist morals
all (G) on a pew for the Sunday roll (D) call
everybody praise the lord ya'll,
grew (Bm) up learnin' how to hunt and (D) fish
bust a 12 gauge pump and not miss
(G) life without work that's just a (D) myth
never listen when they talkin shit
my (Bm) dad taught me how to stand my (D) ground
be a man boy never back down
don't (G) start it son but if he's talking (D) trash
you better throw the first punch and whip his ass
(Bm) be somebody, make a name for your (D) self
life's hard, you go through hell
(G) there comes a time when you've got to slow (D) down
that's what we doing now
Chorus
Yeah (Bm) I'm chillin on a dirt (D) road.
Laid back (G) swervin' like I'm George (D) Jones
Smoke (Bm) rollin' out the win (D) dow
An ice cold beer (G) sittin in the con (D) sole.
Memory (Bm) Lane up in the head (D) lights.
got me remi (G) niscing on the good (D) times
(Bm) said I'm turnin' off the real (D) life drive and that's right
(G) hittin easy street on mud (D) tires
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Bread
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Breakbot
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