End Of A Dirt Road

G                             D
I think it's time to take a drive
C                G
Man it'€™s been too long
                   D         C
And you know it sounds so sweet
  G                   D             C
Cuz when the gravel hits the tires
                       G
It'€™ll right the wrongs
              D   C
Of too much city, and too much concrete

G                D
Take me to an old stock tank
C
Or the Devil'€™s river bank
G              D                   C
That fishing hole that stirs my memories
  G           D
Take me to a cold deer stand
 C
Or shooting guns at old beer cans
G               D
You won't find street signs where I wanna be
Em                   D            C
I wouldn't give a nickel to have it paved in gold
            Am   D                    G
Everything I love is at the end of a dirt road

D C Am G D C

G                       D
It'€™s cattle guards and old barb wire
C                         G
Shooting birds in the fall
                       D               C
And laying in the truck bed with my girl
G                            D
It's the smell of mesquite campfire
C
Shooting Makers with the boys
G              D             C
And thanking God for giving me this world

G                D
Take me to an old stock tank
C
Or the Devil'€™s river bank
G              D                   C
That fishing hole that stirs my memories
  G           D
Take me to a cold deer stand
 C
Or shooting guns at old beer cans
G               D
You won't find street signs where I wanna be
Em                   D            C
I wouldn't give a nickel to have it paved in gold
            Am   D                    G
Everything I love is at the end of a dirt road

Em
My eyes on a piece of land
G
A ring for her hand
C
A little Heaven on earth
D
A little piece of red dirt

G D C G D C

G                D
Take me to an old stock tank
C
Or the Devil'€™s river bank
G              D                   C
That fishing hole that stirs my memories
  G           D
Take me to a cold deer stand
 C
Or shooting guns at old beer cans
G               D
You won't find street signs where I wanna be
Em                   D            C
I wouldn't give a nickel to have it paved in gold
            Am   D                    G
Everything I love is at the end of a dirt road