HARDY (US, country) – Country Country (Guitar)

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As recorded by HARDY (2025 release) [Intro] D A D A G D [Verse 1]
D
Another highrise on the outskirts

       A
Makin’ all that hard hat noise

             G                                                 D
They got the concrete creepin’ like a cottonmouth sneakin’ too close for a good ole boy

D
They turned a two, to a four, to a six lane

        A
Turnin’ barbed wire into walls

           G                                                   D
I’m just a cold beer drinkin’ redneck but I’m thinkin’ I might know a way to fix it all
[Chorus]
D
I take a wreckin’ ball to knock it all down

           A
Turn every too big city to a small town

             G
Put all them slicks in the sticks

                          D
Yeah it might sound kinda funny

             G          D
What if everybody got a dog in the truck and some farm land

             A
Rifle by the bed and a Bible on the nightstand

          G
If it was up to me

                                D
I’d make the whole damn country country
[Verse 2]
D
I’m talkin’ supper time growin’ in the backyard

     A
Mandatory porch rocking chairs

          G
Make everybody work hard for their money so

                D
Nobody goes and robs somebody for theirs

D
Saturday night burn the fire like to sip off the shine

A
Sunday sing a hymn, catch a brim on the line

      G
Every map would be a bunch of dots

               D
Yeah if it was my redneck ass callin’ the shots
[Chorus]
D
I take a wreckin’ ball to knock it all down

           A
Turn every too big city to a small town

             G
Put all them slicks in the sticks

                          D
Yeah it might sound kinda funny

             G          D
What if everybody got a dog in the truck and some farm land

             A
Rifle by the bed and a Bible on the nightstand

          G
If it was up to me

                                D        G
I’d make the whole damn country country
[Bridge]
     D
Next time you lock your doors

                                A
Or when you gotta drive half an hour out of town to see a star up in the sky

G
Sittin’ in traffic catching hell from your boss

D                             G
Tell me we wouldn’t be better off
[Chorus]
D
I take a wreckin’ ball to knock it all down

           A
Turn every too big city to a small town

             G
Put all them slicks in the sticks

                          D
Yeah it might sound kinda funny

                        D
What if everybody got a dog in the truck and some farm land

             A
Rifle by the bed and a Bible on the nightstand

          G
If it was up to me

                                D
I’d make the whole damn country country
[Outro] D A G D G D