Capo on 3
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They may not drink homemade wine, of know someone who makes moonshine, but 

some of us still do.
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You might not work in the rain, You might not hunt no game, but some of

us still do.
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You might not know when to run, when to hold your ground when to grab your 
      D5
gun, but some of us still do.

Chorus
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We're still out here on the edges, a hard earned dollar blue collar chosen 
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few, sons and daughters of small town living legends, you might not 
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understand the backwoods point of view, but some of us still do.

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You might not bow your head, every night before you go to bed, but some of 

us still do.
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You might not live your life like your grandaddy did when he was alive, but 

some of us still do
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You might not farm the land or even know a man whos got a plowboy tan, but 

some of us still do

Repeat Chorus
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You might not have a fightin side when someone dares to cross that line, 
 D5
but some of us still do
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You may not lay down your life for the land of the free for the stars and 
              D5
the stripes, but some of us still do