Zach Bryan – Oklahoman Son (Guitar)

           A       E   B C#m
When I get back to Oklahoma

          C#m           B          E        A
I’ll be a little better off than I am right now

        A       E              B           C#m
And you talk so strong but you can’t stand straight

          C#m        B        E        A
How’d you fall for a man I’ve grown to hate

          A         E          B          C#m
And I can drive you by where I learned to curse

             C#m           B            E         A
He’s got his creased dress whites in an all black hearse

          A          E            B       C#m
Why’s the green more green in the east of Eden

C#m      B        E              A
Swing on by cuz I know you ain’t eaten

        A              E            B         C#m
Did the city beat your ass like the trash you are

        C#m         B             E        A
There’s still smoke smell in your old fast car

          A    E            B
You can’t hide where you’re from

                  C#m           B       A
With nightcrawler blood on your casting thumb

        A                   E         B
You can fight and fiend and sell your guns

           C#m               B     A
But you’ll always be the Oklahoman son

       C#m               B     A
You’ll always be the Oklahoman son

           A       E   B C#m
When I get back to Oklahoma

          C#m           B          E        A
I’ll be a little better off than I am right now

        A         E            B       C#m
I can’t buy her a house like I swore I would

     C#m     B         E     A
When I was a naïve and eager child

    a           E      B         C#m
And money can’t buy no friend of mine

    C#m         B      E       A
And money can’t buy me back no time

          A    E            B
You can’t hide where you’re from

                  C#m           B       A
With nightcrawler blood on your casting thumb

        A                   E         B
You can fight and fiend and sell your guns

           C#m               B     A
But you’ll always be the Oklahoman son

       C#m               B     A
You’ll always be the Oklahoman son

          A    E            B
You can’t hide where you’re from

                  C#m           B       A
With nightcrawler blood on your casting thumb

        A                   E         B
You can fight and fiend and sell your guns

           C#m               B     A
But you’ll always be the Oklahoman son

       C#m               B     A
You’ll always be the Oklahoman son