| C | |
| I grew up workin' on a farm way down south |
| G | G7 | |
| I went to school against my will | way down | south |
| C | F | |
| I kissed girls and I shot squirrels out behind my | house |
| C | G | C | |
| I learned a lot | about this world | way down | south |
| C | |
| I went to church, sang a lot of hymns, way down south |
| G | G7 | |
| I learned to work on my pick-up truck | way down | south |
| C | F | |
| I played my guitar under the stars out behind our | house |
| C | G | C | |
| You will always | find my heart | way down | south |
| CHORUS: |
| F | C | G | C | |
| Clothes on the clothes line | hangin' in the sunshine, a | garden growin' in the g | round |
| F | C | D | G7 | |
| Country music on the | radio, | talk about a goold ol' | sound |
| F | C | G | C | |
| People drivin' past | when I'm cuttin' grass, | wavin' at every single | one |
| F | C | G | C | |
| That's the way it's done | when you come from | way down | south |
| G | C | |
| Way down | south |
| F C G C (2x) |
| C | |
| Swimmin' in the creek with all my friends way down south |
| G | G7 | |
| Prayin' them days would never end, | way down | south |
| C | F | |
| Give me a worm and a fishin' pole, I'll pull the fish on | out |
| C | G | C | |
| Those memories will | never get old | way down | south |
| CHORUS: |
| F | C | G | C | |
| Clothes on the clothes line | hangin' in the sunshine, a | garden growin' in the | ground |
| F | C | D | G7 | |
| Country music on the | radio, | talk about a good ol' | sound |
| F | C | G | C | |
| People drivin' past | when I'm cuttin' grass, | wavin' at every single | one |
| F | C | G | C | |
| That's the way it's done | when you come from | way down | south |
| F | C | G | C | |
| That's the way it's done | when you come from | way down | south |
| G | C | |
| Way down | south |
| G | C | |
| Way down | south |
| OUTRO: C |