[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
D
If it's cleaned up, shined up, pedal down on main
Em G
You can bet he's pickin' up some pretty country thing
D
If it's covered up in red mud with a worn-out WARN winch
Em G
There's a good chance that that man is a pretty damn good friend
D
If there's horns in the back there's a gun in the front
Bm G
If there's dents on the side he ain't scared of nothin'
D D
And if a twelve pack's in the passenger seat
Bm G
Well, he probably worked his ass off all week
[Chorus]
D
Yeah, somewhere way out there in any given town
Bm G
There's a red, white, and blue collared drivin' his around
D
Turnin' heads and burnin' tread and stirrin' up dust clouds
Bm G
Like a shine-haulin' outlaw, yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout
D
His truck, his dash, the county on his tag
Bm G
The songs on his radio, the stickers on his glass
D
From four-bys to two-bys, it's true you can't judge
Bm G D
A book by its cover, but you can judge a country boy by his truck
[Verse 2]
D
If there's a silver cross hangin' off his dusty old rearview
Bm G
It's safe to say he's found amazin' grace a time or two
D
If there's numbers on the back, '92 to 2012
Bm G
Bet there's stories 'bout his best friend that he can barely tell
N.C.
'Cause he misses him like hell
[Chorus]
D
Yeah, somewhere way out there in any given town
Bm G
There's a red, white, and blue collared drivin' his around
D
Turnin' heads and burnin' tread and stirrin' up dust clouds
Bm G
Like a shine-haulin' outlaw, yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout
D
His truck, his dash, the county on his tag
Bm G
The songs on his radio, the stickers on his glass
D
From four-bys to two-bys, it's true you can't judge
Bm G D
A book by its cover, but you can judge a country boy by his truck
[Solo]
D D Bm G D D Bm G
[Bridge]
D
If there's horns in the back there's a gun in the front
Bm G
If there's dents on the side he ain't scared of nothin'
D
And if a twelve pack's in the passenger seat
Bm G
Yeah, well, he probably worked his ass off all week
[Chorus]
D
Yeah, somewhere way out there in any given town
Bm G
There's a red, white, and blue collared drivin' his around
D
Turnin' heads and burnin' tread and stirrin' up dust clouds
Bm G
Like a shine-haulin' outlaw, yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout
D
His truck, his dash, the county on his tag
Bm G
The songs on his radio, the stickers on his glass
D
From four-bys to two-bys, it's true you can't judge
Bm G D
A book by its cover, but you can judge a country boy by his truck
[Outro]
D
(If there's horns in the back there's a gun in the front
Bm
If there's dents on the side)
G D
Yeah, you can judge a country boy by his truck
D
(If there's horns in the back, there's a gun in the front) you can't judge
D
(If there's dents on the side)
Bm G N.C.
A book by its cover, but you can judge a country boy by his truck
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