Hi everyone this is my first tab that I've done!
Standard tuning and this is an easy acoustic version of FGL's song Dirt.

NO CAPO

D  xx0232
G  320033
Bm x24432
A  x02220


Intro:
D, G, Bm, A


[Verse:]
D
You get your hands in it,

plant your roots in it
G                                                                                        
                                               Bm        G
Dusty head lights dance with your boots in it    (dirt)
D
You write her name on it,

spin your tires on it
G
                                              Bm
Build your corn field, whiskey bonfires on it    (dirt)
                                               G
You bet your life on it


[Chorus:]
          D
Its that elm shade red roads clay you grew up on
       G
That plowed up ground that your dad damned his luck on
      A
That post game party field you circled up on
Bm
And when it rains you get stuck on
          D
Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up
    G
The mud on her jeans that she peeled off and hung up
     A                      Bm                         G
Her blue eyed summer time smile looks so good that it hurts

Makes you wanna build
        Bm
A 10 percent down
      A                          D
White picket fence house on this dirt


[Verse:]
D
You mix some sweat with it,

Taking a shovel to it
G                                                        Bm
You stuck some crosses and painted goal posts through it     (dirt)
                             G
You know you came from it    (dirt)

And someday you?ll return to it


[Chorus:]
           D
It?s that elm shade, red rust clay you grew up on
       G
That plowed–up ground that your dad damned his luck on
     A
That post–game party field you circle up on
Bm
And when it rains you get stuck on
          D
Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up
    G
The mud on her jeans that she pealed off and hung up
     A                     Bm                        G
Her blue–eyed summertime smile looks so good that it hurts

Makes you wanna build
        Bm
a 10 percent down
      A                          D     G
white picket fence house on this dirt
Bm                        G
You know you came from it

 And someday you?ll return to it

[Chorus:]
          D
It's that elm shade, red rust clay you grew up on
       G
That plowed–up ground that your dad damned his luck on
     A
That post–game party field you circle up on
Bm
And when it rains you get stuck on
          D
Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up
    G
The mud on her jeans that she pealed off and hung up
     A                     Bm                        G
Her blue–eyed summertime smile looks so good that it hurts

Makes you wanna build
        Bm
a 10 percent down
      A                          D     G
white picket fence house on this dirt

Makes you wanna build
        Bm
a 10 percent down
      A                          D     G
white picket fence house on this dirt
Bm                        G
You know you came from it
                                D
 And someday you?ll return to it