Biografia:
"I Care about reaching people with my songs, and i want to touch people through music. Music shouldn't be about, being famous or money. Its about a bond between you and I. I hope my story touches you. "
Jacob Bryant began his musical journey at the age of eight when his dad gave him a guitar. From there, he never looked back. Growing up with music in the family his whole life, he found a great passion for music. Jacob's experiences would inevitably find themselves embedded in song.
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CAPO 1
The strumming pattern and chord pattern doesn’t change the whole song. The picking
pattern is simple in the beginning too.
e|-----------------------------------------|
b|---2------------------3------------------|
g|----2------7 times------2------7 times---|
d|-----------------------------------------|
a|-----0---------------------0-------------|
E|-----------------------------------------|
Intro A D A D
=VERSE 1=
A
There’s some things that I can’t change
D
I still got a mountain on my license plate
A D
Every hat I wear says I’m proud of wear I come from
A
Yea I still bleed black and red
D
Got all the same buddies I had when I left
A
That city limit sign we stole that night
D
You bet I got it here hangin up
=Chorus=
A
These boots have walked down every dirt Georgia road
D
That old Flora-Bama man it never gets old
A
Up in Tennessee its always gonna be
D
Country music and ol JD
A
I guess those small town ties are stronger than time
D
It’ll be that way until the day I die
A D
When I get back no matter where I go
I’ll be holding on to home
=VERSE 2=
A
I wanna hear about the fights who won who lost
D
Hear all about the big buck my buddy got
A
Hear the family still being family
D
Disagree just to disagree
A
Yea I left all of that for this
D
Playing my guitar for beer and tips
A
I love where I been I’ll probably go again
D
But Ill carry my little town with me
=CHORUS=
A
These boots have walked down every dirt Georgia road
D
That old Flora-Bama man it never gets old
A
Up in Tennessee its always gonna be
D
Country music and ol JD
A
I guess those small town ties are stronger than time
D
It’ll be that way until the day I die
A D
When I get back no matter where I go
I’ll be holding on to home
=PRE-CHORUS=
A
Down in Tuscaloosa it’s all roll tide
D
New York and Vegas theyre fun for a night
A
But the place I love I can’t get there much
D
But I can get right back to that state of mind
=CHORUS=
A
These boots have walked down every dirt Georgia road
D
That old Flora-Bama man it never gets old
A
Up in Tennessee its always gonna be
D
Country music and ol JD
A
I guess those small town ties are stronger than time
D
It’ll be that way until the day I die
A D
When I get back no matter where I go
I’ll be holding on to home
The strumming pattern and chord pattern doesn’t change the whole song. The picking
pattern is simple in the beginning too.
e|-----------------------------------------|
b|---2------------------3------------------|
g|----2------7 times------2------7 times---|
d|-----------------------------------------|
a|-----0---------------------0-------------|
E|-----------------------------------------|
Intro A D A D
=VERSE 1=
A
There’s some things that I can’t change
D
I still got a mountain on my license plate
A D
Every hat I wear says I’m proud of wear I come from
A
Yea I still bleed black and red
D
Got all the same buddies I had when I left
A
That city limit sign we stole that night
D
You bet I got it here hangin up
=Chorus=
A
These boots have walked down every dirt Georgia road
D
That old Flora-Bama man it never gets old
A
Up in Tennessee its always gonna be
D
Country music and ol JD
A
I guess those small town ties are stronger than time
D
It’ll be that way until the day I die
A D
When I get back no matter where I go
I’ll be holding on to home
=VERSE 2=
A
I wanna hear about the fights who won who lost
D
Hear all about the big buck my buddy got
A
Hear the family still being family
D
Disagree just to disagree
A
Yea I left all of that for this
D
Playing my guitar for beer and tips
A
I love where I been I’ll probably go again
D
But Ill carry my little town with me
=CHORUS=
A
These boots have walked down every dirt Georgia road
D
That old Flora-Bama man it never gets old
A
Up in Tennessee its always gonna be
D
Country music and ol JD
A
I guess those small town ties are stronger than time
D
It’ll be that way until the day I die
A D
When I get back no matter where I go
I’ll be holding on to home
=PRE-CHORUS=
A
Down in Tuscaloosa it’s all roll tide
D
New York and Vegas theyre fun for a night
A
But the place I love I can’t get there much
D
But I can get right back to that state of mind
=CHORUS=
A
These boots have walked down every dirt Georgia road
D
That old Flora-Bama man it never gets old
A
Up in Tennessee its always gonna be
D
Country music and ol JD
A
I guess those small town ties are stronger than time
D
It’ll be that way until the day I die
A D
When I get back no matter where I go
I’ll be holding on to home
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