[Intro]
D Em7 (x2)
[Estrofe]
D 
 It's got a touch of the town where I grew up 
Em7 
 Something in it them California girls love 
D 
 Some people like to make a little fun of 
Em7 
 The way I talk 
D 
 It gets slower after three or four cold beers 
Em7 
 And gets louder when I'm cheerin' on the Volunteers 
D 
 Folks know I'm country, when they hear 
Em7 
 The way I talk
[Refrão]
            D 
It sounds a little bit like my daddy 
 
I don't cuss around my mama 
         A 
Got some words you've never heard 
 
'Less you come from down yonder 
    Bm 
The man upstairs gets it 
 
So I ain't tryna fix it 
G 
 No I can't hide it 
 
I don't fight it, I just roll with it 
D                                     A 
 Oh, kinda slow like the Mississippi rolls 
                     Bm 
It's the only way I know 
                 G 
Man it ain't my fault  
 
I just live the way I talk
[Instrumental]
D Em7 (x2)
[Estrofe]
            D 
Yeah it's, "Yessir, no ma'am, y'all come back, now" 
Em7 
 Fighting words if you run my last name down 
D 
 I ain't ashamed, matter of fact I'm damn proud 
Em7 
 Of the way I talk, y'all
[Refrão]
            D 
It sounds a little bit like my daddy 
 
I don't cuss around my mama  
         A 
Got some words you've never heard 
 
'Less you come from down yonder 
    Bm 
The man upstairs gets it 
 
So I ain't tryna fix it 
G 
 No I can't hide it 
 
I don't fight it, I just roll with it 
D                                     A 
 Oh, kinda slow like the Mississippi rolls 
                     Bm 
It's the only way I know 
                 G 
Man it ain't my fault 
 
I just live the way I talk
[Instrumental]
D Em7 (x2)
[Puente]
 D                                       A 
Slow, like a Sunday morning service back home 
                                      Em7 
And kinda sweet when I got a girl to love on 
                     G 
If you know me, you know
[Refrão]
          D 
I sound a little bit like my daddy  
 
I don't cuss around my mama 
         A 
Got some words you've never heard 
 
'Less you come from down yonder 
    Bm 
The man upstairs gets it 
 
So I ain't tryna fix it 
G 
 No I can't hide it 
 
I don't fight it, I just roll with it 
D                                     A 
 Oh, kinda slow like the Mississippi rolls 
                     Bm 
It's the only way I know 
                 G 
Man it ain't my fault 
                      D 
I just live the way I talk