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Moore Justin Lyrics
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Well I've been on the Grand Ole Opry
A
Played a show with ZZ top
Em G
Went on tour with Skinnered, man them boys still rock
D A
Shot the bull with Bocephus, before he climbed up on his jet
Em G
Played South Florida for Alan Jackson, that's something's that you never forget
Bm A G
But all that stuff that make you feel real good
A
But not near as good
D
As flying down a back road
A
With some buddies from back home
Em
Splash of Jack in my Coke
G
Catching brim on a Zebco
D
Spotting deer in a hay field
A
After church or Sunday meal
Em D G
Hugging my mama before I go
D
Flying down a back road
D
Well up there in Deimoine
A
Remembered those songs line by line
Em
I just stood there in the fake smoke
G
Another dream came true that night
D A
I've been so many place my mom and daddy ain't never seen
Em G
All the way to California to as far as you can get away
Bm A G
But all that stuff that make you feel real good
A
But not near as good
D
As flying down a back road
A
With some buddies from back home
Em
Splash of Jim Beam in my Coke
G
Catching brim on a Zebco
D
Spotting deer in a hay field
A
After church or Sunday meal
Em D G
Hugging my mama before I go
D
Flying down a back road
G walk to Em
I'm a lucky man I got a real good life
G walk to Em
But of all the things I've done nothing gets me as high
D
As flying down a back road
A
With some buddies from back home
Em
Splash of Jack in my Coke
G
Catching brim on a Zebco
D
Kill a deer in a hay field
A
After church or Sunday meal
Em D G
Hugging my mama before I go
D
Flying down a back road
EmGAD
Down a back road
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