This Ain't The Same Town (that I Painted Red) - Dean Brody

This Ain't The Same Town (that I Painted Red) chords

Capo 3

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Verse 1
D
There's brand new Ranger Rovers
    G
All over these streets
         A
And the people who drive 'em
      D
Ain't no kin to me
D          
I guess the gun racks and six packs
     G
All left when I did
D
This aint the same town
     A         D  
That I painted red

Chorus
       G
With a pair of black tire marks

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   D
On old airport road
A
Racing for the pink slip
       D
In my white gto
           G
Well it's only ten-thirty
           D            G
And their all home in bed
D
This aint the same town
     A          D
That I painted red

Verse 2
D
They'ld probably look at me funny
    G
Or lock me up good
   A
If I drove down main street
        D
With a deer on my hood
D
No more eight-ball at Bulldogs
           G
Now it's Starbucks in the store
   D
No this aint the same town
     A          D     
That I painted red

Chorus
       G
At the old golden palace
        D
On a Friday night tear
      A
With Amber Lin Austin
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And her frosty blonde hair
         G
Now when I see her daddy
    D            G
He dont want me dead
    D
No this aint the same town
     A          D
That I painted red

D               G D G D A D
Here we go boys

Chorus
       G
Theres no faded blue jeans
    D
Her own worn out boots
    A
Yes what they call progress
   D
Is done plowed up my roots
    G
Now Im sure they're good folks
    D                G
But with that being said
D
This aint the same town
     A          D 
That I painted red
D 
No this aint the same town
     A         D  A G D
That I painted red