[Intro]
C Dm F Fm C Dm
F Fm
[Verse 1]
C Dm
Once I was the running kind, I would run these interstates
F C
Now I’m running home if you’re waiting there
Dm
Once I was the loving kind, I thought your heart would be all mine
F C
I learned in good time that it could never be
[Pre-Chorus]
Am F
Like Damson trees and honeybees
C G
We are a dying breed
[Chorus]
C
I’m gonna live way up in the holler
G
I can’t stand the city no more
Dm
Working all my life trying to make a dollar
F Fm
Wish things were how they were before
C
I’m gonna sweep you off your feet
G
I’m gonna take you to higher ground
Dm
We can dancе the night away
F Fm
We ain’t gotta fool around
[Mandolin Solo]
C Dm F Fm C Dm
F Fm
[Verse 2]
C Dm
Thesе lowdown days, these long highways, keep me feeling alone
F C
I wish I was high and somewhat dry in my underground home
Dm
These Nashville cats in Ariat hats leave a sour taste in my mouth
F C
Like Daddy said you better keep your head and know when to shut that mouth
[Pre-Chorus]
Am F
Like Damson trees, lost Southern melodies
C G
We are a dying breed
[Chorus]
C
I’m gonna live way up in the holler
G
I can’t stand the city no more
Dm
Working all my life trying to make a dollar
F Fm
Wish things were how they were before
C
I’m gonna sweep you off your feet
G
I’m gonna take you to higher ground
Dm
We can dancе the night away
F Fm
We ain’t gotta fool around
[Banjo Solo]
C Dm F Fm C Dm
F Fm
[Pre-Chorus]
Am F
Like Damson trees and honeybees
C G
We are a dying breed
[Out-Chorus]
C
I’m gonna live way up in the holler
G
I can’t stand the city no more
Dm
Working all my life trying to make a dollar
F Fm
Wish things were how they were before
C
I’m gonna sweep you off your feet
G
I’m gonna take you to higher ground
Dm
We can dancе the night away
F Fm
We ain’t gotta fool around