Dm
Sitting here thinking
Am
Damn I'm getting a little older
Bb
Trying to find some piece of mind
Am
Take the weight of the world off my shoulders
Dm
Mmmm got me driving down the highway
Am
Trying to make it through each and every day
Bb
Fade to black n all poverty
Am
Take a truck and move my people down south with me

[Chorus]
Dm
Trade my ball and chain in for a ticket
Bb
On a one way trip into Georgia
Gm                       Am
Big smiles, apple pies, my people, and blue skies
Dm
Tomatoes grow where I can pick em'
Bb
On an open highway through Georgia
Gm                         Am
Green grass, tear stains, shadow dancing in the pouring rain

[Verse 2]
Sitting here looking in the mirror
Damn it's getting a little clearer
If I could paint a perfect picture
Would u dare take it wit ya, take it wit ya, take it wit ya
Picture us whistling while fishing
Picture us dancing while romancing
To a tune that belongs to me and u
My ball and chain we will all be free yea

[Chorus]

We can be dancing, steady romancing
Whistling while we steady fishing



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