FLORIDA GEORGIA LINE | I Love My Country Chords Guitar Piano and Lyrics

FLORIDA GEORGIA LINE | I Love My Country Chords Guitar Piano and Lyrics

Published on May 15, 2020 by guitarchordslyrics

Song Scale: A Major
Signature BPM: 4/4
Metronome: 75
Strumming Pattern: DU,DU,DU,DU
 (Intro)
 
 A
 
 Yeah, baby
 
 Verse 1
  A
 Out here, ain’t nothin’ but woods and water
  A
 Drop a beer from a stand, catch a fish with a bobber
           E
 Drink a beer out the can, Liquor out the bottle
           A
 How the good Lord intended it
  A
 Yes, he did
 
 
 
 (Chorus)
 A
 I love my country
 A
 I love my country
 A
 Six strings and fiddles
 A
 Whiskey from Kentucky
 E
 We keep it funky we like how it sounds
 A
 Monday to Sunday, yeah, I love my country
 A
 Up Loud and proud, rolling into town
 A
 Hanging out the window like a Bluetick hound
         E
 Ain’t sorry, ain’t nothin’ to be sorry about
 A
 I love my country
 A
 I love my country up loud
 
 [INSTRUMENTAL] 
 
 A
 
 (Verse-2)
 A
 Barbecue, steak fries
 A
 Styrofoam, plate date night
 A
 George Strait singing greats while We turning up sitting lake side
       E
 That pedal steel, she straight slidin’ over here to me
               A
 She do that Alabama shake, Like you ain’t ever seen
 
 
 
 (Chorus)
 A
 I love my country
 A
 I love my country
 A
 Six strings and fiddles
 A
 Whiskey from Kentucky
 E
 We keep it funky, we like how it sounds
 A 
 Monday to Sunday, yeah, I love my country
 A
 Up Loud and proud, rolling into town
 A
 Hanging out the window like a bBluetick hound
           E
 Ain’t sorry, ain’t nothin’ to be sorry about
 A
 I Love My Country
 A
 I Love My Country up loud
 A                       E
 I Love My Country up loud
 E                     A
 I’m talking way up loud
 
 (Bridge)
 A
 I like pop and rock and rap
 A
 I like Skynyrd
 A
 And going out downtown when I’m with her
         E
 Like driving too fast Down a four-lane road
        A
 But damn sure nowhere close to the way that
 
 (Chorus)
 A
 I love my country
 A
 I love my country
 A
 Six strings and fiddles
 A
 Whiskey from Kentucky
 E
 We keep it funky, we like how it sounds
 A
 Monday to Sunday, yeah, I love my country
 
 A
 Up Loud and proud, rolling into town
 A
 Hanging out the window like a Bluetick hound
           E
 Ain’t sorry, ain’t nothin’ to be sorry about
 A
 I love my country
 A
 I love my country up loud (Yeah, baby)
 A                       E
 I love my country up loud
 E               A
 Yeah, way up loud
 
 [OUTRO]
  A
 That’s a country ass lyric right there, boy
 A
 Haha
 A
 Yee!
 

Lyrics


Yeah, baby
Out here, ain’t nothin’ but woods and water
Drop a deer from a stand, catch a fish with a bobber
Drink a beer out the can, liquor out the bottle
How the good Lord intended it, yes he did
I love my country, I love my country
Six strings and fiddles, whiskey from Kentucky
We keep it funky, we like how it sounds
Monday to Sunday, yeah, I love my country
Up loud and proud, rollin’ into town
Hangin’ out the window, like a blue tick hound
Ain’t sorry, ain’t nothin’ to be sorry about
I love my country and I love my country up loud
Barbecue, steak fries
Styrofoam plate date night
George Strait singing greats while
We turning up, sitting lakeside
That pedalsteel, she straight sliding
Over here, to me she do that
Alabama shake, like you ain’t ever seen
I love my country, I love my country
Six strings and fiddles, whiskey from Kentucky
We keep it funky, we like how it sounds
Monday to Sunday, yeah, I love my country
Up loud and proud, rollin’ into town
Hangin’ out the window, like a blue tick hound
Ain’t sorry, ain’t nothin’ to be sorry about
I love my country and I love my country up loud
I love my country up loud
I’m talking way up loud
I like pop, and rock, and rap, I like Skynyrd
And goin’ out downtown when I’m with her
Like drivin’ too fast down a four lane road
But damn sure nowhere close to the way that
I love my country, I love my country
Six strings and fiddles, whiskey from Kentucky
We keep it funky, we like how it sounds
Monday to Sunday, yeah, I love my country
Up loud and proud, rollin’ into town
Hangin’ out the window, like a blue tick hound
Ain’t sorry, ain’t nothin’ to be sorry about
I love my country and I love my country up loud
Yeah, baby
(Woo)
I love my country up loud
Yeah, way up loud

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