These Are My People Rodney Atkins
(Intro)
C C/B Am G F C x 2
Well We gr[C]ew up D[C/B]own by the rai[Am]lroad Tr[G]acks
shootin [F]BB's at o[G]ld beer c[C]ans
Choakin' on the s[C/B]moke from a lu[Am]cky strike
som[G]ebody li[F]fted off h[G]is old m[Cau]ansu
We were Football Flu[C/B]nkies
So[Am]uthern Rock Jun[G]kies
Cra[F]nkin' up the s[G]tereo[C]'s
Singing Loud and P[C/B]roud
to "Gi[Am]mmie Three St[G]eps" "Simple M[F]an" and "Cu[G]rtis Lo[C]w"
We were Good ya know[C] [C/B] [Am] [G] [F] [G] [C]
Got some dis[C]count Kno[C/B]wledge at the Ju[Am]nior Col[G]lege
Where we ma[F]jored in b[G]eer and gi[C]rls
It was all real f[C/B]unny 'til we r[Am]an out of mo[G]ney
and they th[F]rew us out i[G]nto the wo[C]rld
Yeah the kids that th[C/B]ought they'd [Am]run this t[G]own
ain't a ru[F]nnin' much of a[G]nythi[C]ng
just lovin' and la[C/B]ughin' and b[Am]ustin' our as[G]ses
and we all c[F]all it all li[G]vin' the dr[C]eam
(Chorus)
These are my pe[F]ople[G]
This is where [C]I come from
Were gi[F]vin' this life everyt[G]hing we got and t[C]hen some
It ain't always pr[F]etty[G]
But its r[C]eal
It's the w[C]ay we were m[C/B]ade
Wouldn't h[Am]ave it any ot[G]her w[F]ay
These are my pe[C]ople[C] [C/B] [Am] [G] [F] [G] [C]
[C]Well We tak[C/B]e it all week on the c[Am]hin with a gr[G]in
'til [F]we make it to a fr[G]iday ni[C]ght
And it's c[C/B]hurch league [Am]softball
ho[G]ller about a b[F]ad call
pre[G]acher breaking u[F]p the fi[C]ght
Then l[C/B]ater on at the Gr[Am]een Light Ta[G]vern
W[F]ell everybody is gat[G]hered as fri[C]ends
And the b[C/B]eers a po[Am]urin'
'til Mo[G]nday Mornin'
and [F]we start it all o[G]ver ag[C]ain
(Chorus)
These are my pe[F]ople[G]
This is where [C]I come from
Were gi[F]vin' this life everyt[G]hing we got and t[C]hen some
It ain't always pr[F]etty[G]
But its r[C]eal
It's the w[C]ay we were m[C/B]ade
Wouldn't h[Am]ave it any ot[G]her w[F]ay
These are my pe[C]ople[C] [C/B] [Am] [G] [F] [G] [C]
We f[C]all Do[G]wn and We get up
We walk pr[F]oud and We talk tough
We g[C]ot he[G]art and We got nerve
E[F]ven If we are a b[G]it disturbed
(Chorus)
These are my pe[F]ople[G]
This is where [C]I come from
Were gi[F]vin' this life everyt[G]hing we got and t[C]hen some
It ain't always pr[F]etty[G]
But its r[C]eal
It's the w[C]ay we were m[C/B]ade
Wouldn't h[Am]ave it any ot[G]her w[F]ay
These are my pe[C]ople [C] [C/B] [Am] [G] [F] [G] [C]
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