Dirt Road Diary

	  		
Intro: G D Cadd9  (2x) 

G                           D                    Cadd9 
Me and daddy ride around all day shooting doves off a line in a Chevrolet. 
G                                       D                                   Cadd9 
Old lab would jump out the back and fetch 'em up. 
G                               D                      Cadd9 
We'd drive for miles and miles and never once hit blacktop or change the dial. 
G                      D                               Cadd9 
One little country station was all there was. 
Em7                D                                  Cadd9 
Checking gates, fixing fence and roads that's how my story goes. 

Chorus: 
Em7              D                         Cadd9 
If you want to know the real me, just turn the page in my dirt road diary. 
Em7                D                     Cadd9 
It's right there for you to see, every kiss, every beer, every cotton field memory. 
Em7                     D                          Cadd9 
Tan legs and some Dixie land delight, ridin' round, windows down on a summer night. 
Em7           D                 Cadd9 (strum once) 
I was there, that was me. Its right here in my dirt road diary. 

G D Cadd9 

G                       D                         Cadd9 
I remember when I turned sixteen; I got a license and some gasoline. 
G                     D                                     Cadd9 
Ain't a curve or a straight away we didn't fly down. 
G                               D                       Cadd9 
If wasn't the boys it was me and her by fire in a field or down by the river. 
G                       D                               Cadd9 
Every inch of that county was sacred ground. 
Em7                          D 
Wish I knew where that old truck was. 
Cadd9 
If it could talk it could tell on us. 



Em7              D                         Cadd9 
If you want to know the real me, just turn the page in my dirt road diary. 
Em7                D                     Cadd9 
It's right there for you to see, every kiss, every beer, every cotton field memory. 
Em7                     D                          Cadd9 
Tan legs and some Dixie land delight, ridin' round, windows down on a summer night. 
Em7           D                 Cadd9 
I was there, that was me. Its right here in my dirt road diary. 



Bridge:
 
G               D                               Cadd9 
     It ain't a book underneath my bed; 
Em7                         D                 Cadd9 
Just a dusty memory lane in my head. 

G D Cadd9 (2x) 

Em7                     D                          Cadd9 
Tan legs and some Dixie land delight, ridin' round, windows down on a summer night. 
Em7           D                 Cadd9 
I was there, that was me. Its right here in my dirt road diary. 
Em7                    D                         Cadd9 (strum once) 
Just ride around this little town and you'll see how I wrote my dirt road diary.