[Verse 1] Am Em I'm a late bloomer G Am With nothing to fall back on Em She's done gone with the roses G Am And I ain't got no kinda home G The silver mist hangs like wet smoke Em Am Draped across the burning moon G And I don't need no reason Em Am To pen a sad and lonesome tune [Pre-Chorus] C G Em We've got ballads sliding out our shirtsleeves C G And for a soft place to dream Em We'll sing you two or three [Chorus] Am G Below the Fall Line Am G They still eat fire Am G It's in our nature Dm To build empires F That's what I've found C That's what we're bound to G What we're bound to [Verse 2] Am G It's door deals and spider bites Em Am Pulled-pork plates and calamine Am G Barreling through a phantom swamp Em Am Concerned not with our design G Louisiana up through Arkansas Em Am What I wouldn't do for a cold beer G Canebrakes and speed traps Em Am I miss my boys something fierce [Pre-Chorus] C G Em We've got ballads sliding out our shirtsleeves C G And for a soft place to dream Em We'll sing you two or three [Chorus] Am G Below the Fall Line Am G They still eat fire Am G It's in our nature Dm To build empires F That's what I've found C That's what we're bound to G What we're bound to Am G Below the Fall Line Am G They still eat fire Am G It's in our nature Dm To build empires F That's what I've found C That's what we're bound to G What we're bound to