Everybody Get Along chords - Justin Moore

See also: Moore Justin Lyrics


   
 
[Intro]
D
 
 
[Verse 1]
D
I like a Chevy
             G
And I like a Ford

               D
Waylon was the man,
           A
No, it was Hank in 84
    D
Now you can’t beat Dale Earnhardt,
    G
No, Petty was the king
      D                A
Well, I like the Smoky Mountains
               D
And I like the Panama City Beach
 
 
[Chorus]
       G               D
I like this and I like that
    A
But when it comes down to it,
   D
We got each other’s backs
     G                                  D            G
In a world where all we do is fight and fuss and disagree
D N.C.                   A                 D
Why can’t everybody get along like you and me?
 
 
[Verse 2]
D
I wear Realtree,
            G
Son, I wear Mossy Oak
D
I drink Jack on ice,
      A
Hell, I drink Crown and Coke
  D
I like my chicken fried
      G
And I like my barbecue
D
I like a down-home country girl,
A N.C.
Hell, I do too
 
 
[Chorus]
       G               D
I like this and I like that
    A
But when it comes down to it,
   D
We got each other’s backs
     G                                  D            G
In a world where all we do is fight and fuss and disagree
D N.C.                   A                 D
Why can’t everybody get along like you and me?
 
 
[Guitar Solos]
G  D  A  D
G  D  A  D
 
 
[Bridge]
       G
I like Talladega
          D
I like Daytona
A
What do you say we're gonna grab a drink
A
Brother, any time you want
 
 
[Chorus]
       G               D
I like this and I like that
    A
But when it comes down to it,
   D
We got each other’s backs
     G                                  D            G
In a world where all we do is fight and fuss and disagree
D                        A                 D
Why can’t everybody get along like you and me?
D N.C.                   A                 D
Why can’t everybody get along like you and me?
 
 
[Outro]
D
I don’t get it, man
D
You remember that song with Hank and Waylon?
D
The Conversation? Yeah, that’s right
D
Oh yeah, Hank, let’s talk about your daddy
D
Tell me how your mama loved that man
D                        N.C.
Just break out a bottle, hoss
N.C.
I’ll tell you about the drifting cowboy band