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Capo on 3
A G D
They may not drink homemade wine, of know someone who makes moonshine, but
some of us still do.
A G D
You might not work in the rain, You might not hunt no game, but some of
us still do.
A G
You might not know when to run, when to hold your ground when to grab your
D
gun, but some of us still do.
Chorus
G D A G D
We're still out here on the edges, a hard earned dollar blue collar chosen
A G D A
few, sons and daughters of small town living legends, you might not
Eminor G D A
understand the backwoods point of view, but some of us still do.
A G D
You might not bow your head, every night before you go to bed, but some of
us still do.
A G D
You might not live your life like your grandaddy did when he was alive, but
some of us still do
A G D
You might not farm the land or even know a man whos got a plowboy tan, but
some of us still do
Repeat Chorus
A G
You might not have a fightin side when someone dares to cross that line,
D
but some of us still do
A G
You may not lay down your life for the land of the free for the stars and
D
the stripes, but some of us still do
