[Intro]
D Bm G A x2
[Strophe]
D                                Bm 
Running round in this new truck, bank let's me borrow from month to month, 
G                                                  A 
Running out of credit and find a little cash on the radio. 
D                                    Bm 
Standing still they're blowing past, numbers on cars going NASCAR fast, 
G                                     A 
What I wouldn't give for a slow down, don't you know.
[Pre-Refrain]
            G                     A 
Cause where I come from, only the horses run, 
         G                       A 
When the day is done, we take it easy.
[Refrain]
D                             Bm 
Meanwhile back at Mama's, the porch light's on come in if you wanna, 
G                                              A 
Supper's on the stove and beers in the fridge, red sun sinking out low on the ridge. 
D                                               Bm 
Game's on the tube and Daddy smokes cigarettes, whiskey keeps his whistle wet, 
G                                                   A 
Funny the things you thought you'd never miss, in a world gone crazy as this.
[Instrumentale]
D Bm G A
[Strophe]
       D                                      Bm 
Well I found a girl and we don't fit in here. Talk about how hard it is to breathe here, 
     G                                                         A 
Even with the windows down can't catch a southern breeze here, One of these days gonna 
 
pack it up and leave here
[Refrain]
D                             Bm 
Meanwhile back at Mama's, the porch light's on come in if you wanna, 
G                                              A 
Supper's on the stove and beers in the fridge, red sun sinking out low on the ridge. 
D                                               Bm 
Game's on the tube and Daddy smokes cigarettes, whiskey keeps his whistle wet, 
G                                                   A 
Funny the things you thought you'd never miss, in a world gone crazy as this.
[Instrumentale]
D Bm G A x2
[Strophe]
      D                                        Bm 
Oh, I miss, yeah, a little dirt on the road. I miss corn growing in a row. 
  G                                          A 
I miss being somebody everybody knows, where everybody knows everybody. 
  D                            Bm 
I miss those small town roots. Walking around in muddy boots. 
    G                                      A 
The sound of rain on an old tin roof, it's time we head on back.
[Refrain]
       D                             Bm 
'Cause meanwhile back at Mama's, the For Sale sign's going up and I'm gonna, 
G                                         A 
Dump this truck and the little I got on a loan to own and a three-acre lot. 
    D                                           Bm 
Put supper on the stove and beer in the fridge, going for broke and we're gonna be rich, 
G                                         A 
Watch the sun setting on the ridge, baby, tell me what you think about this
[Outro]
D          Bm             G A 
Me and you back at Mama's. 
      D          Bm             G A 
Yeah, me and you back at Mama's.