Here are the chords for "Dirt Road Diary" as played live by Luke Bryan. I tried to be as 
accurate as possible. Luke plays it without a capo and in standard tuning.

Intro:
G D Cadd9 x2

G (320003@1)                         D (xx0232@1)                  Cadd9Me (x32030@1)and daddy ride around all day shooting doves off a line in a Chevrolet.
G (320003@1)                                     D (xx0232@1)                                 Cadd9Old (x32030@1)lab would jump out the back and fetch 'em up.
G (320003@1)                             D (xx0232@1)                    Cadd9We'd (x32030@1)drive for miles and miles and never once hit blacktop or change the dial.
G (320003@1)                    D (xx0232@1)                             Cadd9One (x32030@1)little country station was all there was.
Em7                D (xx0232@1)                                Cadd9Checking (x32030@1)gates, fixing fence and roads that's how my story goes.

Chorus:
Em7              D (xx0232@1)                       Cadd9If (x32030@1)you want to know the real me, just turn the page in my dirt road diary.
Em7                D (xx0232@1)                   Cadd9It's (x32030@1)right there for you to see, every kiss, every beer, every cotton field memory.
Em7                     D (xx0232@1)                        Cadd9Tan (x32030@1)legs and some Dixie land delight, ridin' round, windows down on a summer night.
Em7           D (xx0232@1)               Cadd9(strum (x32030@1)once)
I was there, that was me. Its right here in my dirt road diary.

G D Cadd9

G (320003@1)                     D (xx0232@1)                       Cadd9I (x32030@1)remember when I turned sixteen; I got a license and some gasoline.
G (320003@1)                   D (xx0232@1)                                   Cadd9Ain't (x32030@1)a curve or a straight away we didn't fly down.
G (320003@1)                             D (xx0232@1)                     Cadd9If (x32030@1)wasn't the boys it was me and her by fire in a field or down by the river.
G (320003@1)                     D (xx0232@1)                             Cadd9Every (x32030@1)inch of that county was sacred ground.
Em7                          DWish (xx0232@1)I knew where that old truck was.
Cadd9
If it could talk it could tell on us.

Chorus:

Em7              D (xx0232@1)                       Cadd9If (x32030@1)you want to know the real me, just turn the page in my dirt road diary.
Em7                D (xx0232@1)                   Cadd9It's (x32030@1)right there for you to see, every kiss, every beer, every cotton field memory.
Em7                     D (xx0232@1)                        Cadd9Tan (x32030@1)legs and some Dixie land delight, ridin' round, windows down on a summer night.
Em7           D (xx0232@1)               Cadd9I (x32030@1)was there, that was me. Its right here in my dirt road diary.

Bridge:
G (320003@1)             D (xx0232@1)                             Cadd9 (x32030@1)    It ain't a book underneath my bed;
Em7                         D (xx0232@1)               Cadd9Just (x32030@1)a dusty memory lane in my head.

G D Cadd9 x2

Em7                     D (xx0232@1)                        Cadd9Tan (x32030@1)legs and some Dixie land delight, ridin' round, windows down on a summer night.
Em7           D (xx0232@1)               Cadd9I (x32030@1)was there, that was me. Its right here in my dirt road diary.
Em7                    D (xx0232@1)                       Cadd9(strum (x32030@1)once)
Just ride around this little town and you'll see how I wrote my dirt road diary.