More Trucks Than Cars Chords & Lyrics by Craig Morgan
More Trucks Than Cars
guitar chords lyrics
Craig Morgan "More Trucks Than Cars"
I prefer to use barre chords for this song. Like this:
Ab Gb Db Bbm Eb
e|-4---2---9---1----6--|
B|-4---2---9---2----8--|
G|-5---3---10--3----8--|
D|-6---4---11--3----8--|
A|-6---4---11--1----6--|
E|-4---2---9---1----6--|
(intro)
2x
Ab Gb Db
(verse)
Ab Gb Dd
Out here on the backside of that city limit sign where the world turns two lanes
Ab Gb Db
Pretty girl working at the bank and the fella toppin� off your tank knows your name
Ab Gb Db
Water tower, power lines, swimming holes rusty old RC cola sign
Bbm Eb
And county fairs, raise your hands up if you�ve been there
(chorus)
Ab Gb Db
Where there�s biscuits, grits and gravy and the waitress calls you baby
Bbm Eb
And the starlight�s like a streetlight on a summer night.
Ab Db
We say hell ya and amen, yeehaw, and y�all come back again
Bbm Dd
And pray that our boys come home alive
Db Bbm Eb
And when Old Glory flies, we still hold our hands over our hearts
(no chord) Ab Gb Db, Ab Gb Db
Where there�s more trucks than cars.
(verse)
Ab Gb Db
Well, I�ve been there on the concrete of them big city streets
Ab Gb
In my Ford truck, traffic jam in the town square
Db (no chord)
Told my buddies living up there, good luck
Ab Gb Db
Meanwhile back in Tennessee we�re raising our babies and our own green beans
Bbm Eb
Kicking up dust, come on down when you had enough
(chorus)
Ab Gb Db
Where there�s biscuits, grits and gravy and the waitress calls you baby
Bbm Eb
And the starlight�s like a streetlight on a summer night.
Ab Gb Db
We say hell ya and amen, yeehaw, and y�all come back again
Bbm Db
And pray that our boys come home alive
Bbm Eb
And when Old Glory flies, we still hold our hands over our hearts
Eb
Where there�s more trucks than cars.
(instrumental)
2x
Ab Gb Db
(out)
(no chord)
Where there�s biscuits, grits and gravy, your pretty waitress calls you baby
And the starlight�s like a streetlight on a summer night.
Ab Gb Db
We say hell ya and amen, yeehaw, and y�all come back again
Bbm Ab Db
And pray that our boys come home alive
Db Bbm Db
And when Old Glory flies, we still hold our hands over our hearts
Db Ab Gb Db
Where there�s more trucks than cars.
Ab Gb, Db Ab Db Ab
Where there�s more trucks than cars.
