Radio Jam

	  		Intro  
G D Em D G D 

Chorus 
G                                                           D 
There was a time when I would drive to the county line in daddy's truck 
                                 Em 
Picking up girls with the tags expired 

To a Dairy Queen date 
        D 
Doin' under 35 jammin' big 98 
           G 
With your hair in the wind feet on the dash 
                  D                                            Em 
A box of night crawlers and two poles in the back of a single cab 
                                    D 
Just fishin' for love through the radio jam 
G                  D 
So let the radio jam 

Em                 D 
So let the radio jam 

Verse 
G 
Man we thought we were something with that new Justin Moore bumpin 
      D 
And buzzing off of some beers had like two bud lights in my stomach 
       Em 
Blowin smoke but not inhalin, 

We were just tryna be cool 
        D 
Tryna impress the cheerleaders at our old high school 
             G 
We was doing burn outs getting tickets and the cops knew our first names 
       D 
Game warden gave us tickets for fishing down at Cheatham Dam 
     Em 
No sense and no license 

Just a couple gallons of gas 
       D 
And a love for summer time and that new hot (hot) track 

Chorus 
G                                                           D 
There was a time when I would drive to the county line in daddy's line 
                                 Em 
Picking up girls with the tags expired 
                             D 
To a Dairy Queen date doing under 35 jammin big 98 
           G 
With your hair in the wind, feet on the dash 
                D                                              Em 
A box of night crawlers and two poles in the back of a single cab 
                                     D 
Just fishin' for love through the radio jam 

G                  D 
So let the radio jam 

Em                 D 
So let the radio jam 


Verse 
G 
If I could talk to all the artists who came through my muddy speakers 
              D                                                           Em 
While I was tailgating in a field with both of my fists bleeding cause I just got in a fight 

And I thought I was gonna be in trouble 
        D 
When I walked in daddy's house we looked at me and then he chuckled 
          G 
He said "what's he look like?" 

I said "I don't know cause my adrenaline" 
D 
Plus it was just me verses like 3 or 4 of them 
        Em 
But I didn't let them get me 
                                      D 
I slammed one on his head the Timmy chased the other guys with that wooden ball bat 

Chorus 
       G                                           D                    Em 
Cause there was a time when I would drive to the edge of that county line 
Em                            D 
To a Dairy Queen date doin' under 35 jammin big 98 
           G 
With your hair in the wind, feet on the dash 
                  D                                Em 
A box of night crawlers and two poles in a single cab 

D 
So let the radio jam 

G                   D 
So let that radio jam 

Em               D 
Let the radio jam 

Outro 
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