Southern Comfort Zone Recorded by Brad Paisley (Capo on 2) Intro.: |(D) |(A/D) |(D) |(A/D) |(G) |(A/G) |(G) |(A/G) | x 2 When your (D)wheelhouse is the land of cotton The first (G)time you leave it can be strange, it can be (D) shocking (A/D) (D) (A/D) Not everybody (D)drives a truck, not everybody drinks sweet tea Not everybody (G)owns a gun, wears a ball cap boots and jeans Not everybody (D)goes to church or watches every NASCAR race Not everybody (G)knows the words to "Ring Of Fire" or "Amazing Grace" (D) (Chorus) (Bm)Oh, Dixie Land, I (A)hope you understand When I (G)miss my Tennessee (D)home and I (G)been away way too (D)long I can't (G)see this world unless I (Bm)go outside my (C)Southern (G)Comfort (D)Zone I have walked the (D)streets of Rome, I have been to foreign lands I know what it's (G)like to talk and have nobody understand I have seen the (D)Eiffel Tower lit up on a Paris night I have kissed a (G)West Coast girl underneath the Northern Lights I know what it's (Bm)like to meet the only one like me To take a (A)good hard look around and be a mi-(Bm)nor-(F#/C#)i-(D)ty And I (G)miss my Tennessee (D)home, I can (G)see the ways that I (D) grown I can't (G)see this world unless (Bm)I go outside my (C)Southern (G)Comfort (D)Zone I miss your (Bm)biscuits and your gravy fireflies (A)dancing in the night You have (Em)fed me and saved me, Billy (G)Graham and Martha White I have (Bm)since become a gypsy and I (A)just can't wait to pack 'Cause I (Em)know the route I leave on, it will (G)always bring me (D)back Inst.: |(D) |(A/D) |(D) |(A/D) |(G) |(G) |(G) |(G) (Chorus) I (D)wish I was in Dixie A-(G)gain And I miss my Tennessee (D)Home, and I've (G)been away way too (D) long I can't (G)see this world unless I (Bm) go outside My (C)Southern (G)Comfort (D)Zone (A/D) (D) (A/D) Look a-(G)way, (A/G) look a-(G)way (A/G) I (D)wish I (A/D) was in (D)dixie, (A/D) a-(G)way, (A/G) look a-(G)way (A/G) (D) -----