Good Old Days

Intro
 G Bb C G
 G Bb C Bb G   Repeat 2x

Verse
G               Bb              C      G
Rollin into the pines, I'm not lookin behind
G           Bb                  C     G
I tore my rearview off my windshield
G               Bb           C            G
One foot on the gas, I ain't ever looking back
G               Bb      C    G
And it feels so fine to me

G               Bb             C     G
Rollin down a blacktop, in my Chevrolet
G               Bb
Smokin' on a cigarette
                    C       G
Thinkin' 'bout the good old days
G               Bb              C     G
Rollin' down a blacktop, in my Chevrolet
G                     Bb
Suckin' on screw top wine,
                   C        G
Thinkin' bout the good old days.

Verse
G                 Bb         C     G
This once was my home but I moved away
G               Bb                  C      G
headed down to Austin looking for a better way
G                    Bb        C          G
I don't know what it is but I keep comin' back
G                   Bb
headed north on a one way trian
       C             G
but I'm on the wrong track.

Chorus 2x

G Bb C G

G Bb C Bb G