If It Wasn't For Trucks

D  D/C#  Bm  G

D                               D/C#
  Why would any teenage boy cut grass
                               Bm
Sweat all summer, save his cash
                                 G
Dream about turnin' heads downtown
Straight pipes on a hand-me-down

D                                     D/C#
  How would anybody's daddy get around
                                 Bm
To mend the fences and feed the cows
                                             G
Where the hell would a small-town girl climb up
                   D   D/C#
If it wasn't for trucks

D                                    A
  Where would I have raised all that hell
                       Bm
Talked to God all by myself
                                 G
How would I have got to Tennessee
                     D
Without a bucket seat
                                 A
Where was I supposed to cry that July day granddaddy died
    Bm              A                        G
Or haul that deer, drink that beer, and fell in and out of love
                  D    D/C#
If it wasn't for trucks

D                                D/C#
  Where would I first heard Merle
                                    Bm
Got the nerve to kiss a green-eyed girl
                         G
Where would old dogs ride
Where would life fly by

D                                    A
  Where would I have raised all that hell
                       Bm
Talked to God all by myself
                                 G
How would I have got to Tennessee
                    D
Without a bucket seat
                                 A
Where was I supposed to cry that July day granddaddy died
   Bm              A                         G
Or haul that deer, drink that beer, and fell in and out of love
                        D
Yeah, if it wasn't for trucks
A                         Bm
  Yeah, if it wasn't for trucks
( G  G/B )

Em7                          G
  I wouldn't be who I am today
Em7                               G
  If it wasn't for a short-bed Chevrolet

D                                     A
  Where would I have raised all that hell
                       Bm
Talked to God all by myself
                                  G
How would I have got to Tennessee
                D
Where would I be
                                 A
Where was I supposed to cry that July day granddaddy died
   Bm              A                         G
Or haul that deer, drink that beer, and fell in and out of love

                 D
If it wasn't for trucks
A                         Bm
  Yeah, if it wasn't for trucks
( G  D )

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