Walker Hayes - Y’all Life

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[Intro]
G F C………
G F C………
 
[Verse 1]
GSmall town, y’all town, double dutch in the park
F CIce cream truck failing that emissions test hard
GGot that blow up Grinch in the yard and it’s March
F CAin’t coming down anytime soon
GY’all, them nursing homes still rattling with some Dolly Parton
F CAnd them high school kids traveling like James Harden
GIn them white limousines to the Olive Garden
FOn prom night, it’s good times, right
 
[Chorus]
GWe be livin’ that y’all life, y’all
 
Rollin’ in the South
F CWhere it’s all football and Jesus (Jesus)
GBarbershop talking like nah
F CShut your mouth, my mama’s sweet tea’s the sweetest
GTurn that bass up, shawty, show ’em how
F CY’all, we raise up and, y’all, we goin’ down, down, baby
GYo’ street in my Bronco
F CI’ma talk to ya real slow…
GSaid where the crawdads crawl
FSaid living that y’all life, y’all (Y’all life, y’all)
 
[Interlude]
G F C………
G F C………
 
[Verse 2]
GY’all all them dads tell them boys, “Son, walk it off”
F CY’all all them mamas tell them girls, “Better keep your legs crossed”
GAll them hands in the stands praying for the coin toss
FLord please, “We want the ball at the half”
GSay y’all, it’s all about a dub and a dirt road
F CAnd amen in a church on the third row
GWith your arm around your girl like a fur coat
FOn a Sunday, come Monday
 
[Chorus]
GWe be livin’ that y’all life, y’all
 
Rollin’ in the South
F CWhere it’s all football and Jesus (Jesus)
GBarbershop talking like nah
F CShut your mouth, my mama’s sweet tea’s the sweetest
GTurn that bass up, shawty, show ’em how
F CY’all, we raise up and, y’all, we goin’ down, down, baby
GYo’ street in my Bronco
F CI’ma talk to ya real slow…
GSaid where the crawdads crawl
FSaid living that y’all life, y’all (Y’all life, y’all)
 
[Post-Chorus]
G F C……….Y’all life, y’all life
G F C……….Y’all life, y’all life
 
[Bridge]
GSaid y’all, I got that Wiffle ball, bat flip swag in my walk
F CDown in ‘Bama where they grammar got some country in it, y’all
G F C‘Nana pudding, prayer chains, tailgates in them jeans ain’t no thang..
GBut a chicken wing, nah
F(Ain’t no thang but a chicken wing)
 
[Chorus]
GWe be livin’ that y’all life, y’all
 
Rollin’ in the South
F CWhere it’s all football and Jesus (Jesus)
GBarbershop talking like nah
F CShut your mouth, my mama’s sweet tea’s the sweetest
GTurn that bass up, shawty, show ’em how
F CY’all, we raise up and, y’all, we goin’ down, down, baby
GYo’ street in my Bronco
F CI’ma talk to ya real slow…
GSaid where the crawdads crawl
FSaid living that y’all life, y’all (Y’all life, y’all)
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