Justin Moore - This Kind of Town

      
 
 Capo on 2
 
 Intro 
 
 G D Am C x 2
 
 Verse 1 
 
   G                  D                    
 In this kind of town, people stay together
 Am                       C             
 Nobody leaves unless they leave forever
 G              D                       
 But then again, they don't really leave
       Am                      C                        
 'Cause deep down inside of me, I know heaven's gotta be
 
 Solo 
 
 G                 D/F# Am C 
 This kind of town 
   G               D/F#                    
 In this kind of town we know how to fix it
   Am                      C                  
 We know how to make it, we know how to mix it
 G                   D/F#           
 Friday night lasts all weekend long
   Am                   C                        
 We crank it up loud and sing a little song about
 
 Chorus 
 
 G                    D                     Am                  C                      
 This kind of town, we work hard, play hard, take our paychecks straight to the Walmart
 G                        D                       Am                       C                     
 Girls will out drank you, boys will out hank you, tie a yellow ribbon on a tree to say thank you
 G                     D        Am                           C   
 Sunday morning rolls around, we walk up the aisle and kneel down
 G                D                    Am            C                   
 We look around at all we've been given, and we thank God to be living in
 
 Solo 
 
 G                 D          Am     C          
 This kind of town, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
 
 Verse 2 
 
   G                  D                           
 In this kind of town, there's peanuts in a bottle
    Am                    C                    
 The old men ramble at the brand new McDonald's
 G                       D/F#            
 Talk about the war and the football team
        Am          C                             
 Saying, Lordy me, I never thought I'd live to see
 
 Chorus 
 
 G                    D                     Am                  C                      
 This kind of town, we work hard, play hard, take our paychecks straight to the Walmart
 G                        D                       Am                       C                     
 Girls will out drank you, boys will out hank you, tie a yellow ribbon on a tree to say thank you
 G                     D        Am                           C   
 Sunday morning rolls around, we walk up the aisle and kneel down
 G                D                    Am            C                   
 We look around at all we've been given, and we thank God to be living in
 
 Solo 
 
 G                 D/F# Am C G D/F# Am C 
 This kind of town 
 
 Verse 3 
 
             D                                   Am         
 No, it ain't everything but let me tell you it's everything
   G                  D                    Am                        C             
 In this kind of town people stay together, nobody leaves unless they leave forever
 G           D/F#                      
 But then again they don't really leave
     C/A           D/A      Em/C             G/C       
 'Cause deep down inside of me I know Heaven's gotta be
 G                 D           Am    C          
 This kind of town, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
              G     D          Am     C         
 This kind of town, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
 
 Outro 
 
 G D Am C G D Am C G