Biografia:
Lee Brice nasceu 10 de junho de 1979 em Sumter, Carolina do Sul (EUA). Quando criança, ele aprendeu a tocar piano, além de cantar na igreja e escrever suas próprias canções, chegando a ganhar três diferentes concursos de talentos no ensino médio.
Mais tarde, frequentou Brice Clemson University com uma bolsa de estudos devido ao futebol. Jogou em várias equipes por muito tempo, mas depois de uma lesão no braço, decidiu que no lugar do esporte, iria se concentrar em uma carreira de música country.
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Outras músicas:
- Hard To Love
- I Don't Dance
- Woman Like You
- A Little More Love
- A Woman Like You
- Beautiful Every Time
- Beautiful You
- Beer
- Boy
- Dont Believe Everything You Think
- Drinking Class
- Four On The Floor
- Friends We Wont Forget
- Happy Endings
- I Dont Dance
- I Drive Your Truck
- Life Off My Years
- Love Like Crazy
- More Than A Memory
- Panama City
- Parking Lot Party
- Picture Of Me
- Rumor
- See About A Girl
- She Aint Right
- Show You Off Tonight
- Somebodys Been Drinking
- Songs In The Kitchen
- That Dont Sound Like You
- That Way Again
- Thats When You Know Its Over
- The Best Part Of Me
- Upper Middle Class White Trash
- What Keeps You Up At Night
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
Capo 4
[Intro]
G C G C
[Verse 1]
G
Eighty-nine cents in the ash tray
C
Half empty bottle of Gatorade rolling in the floorboard
That dirty Braves cap on the dash
G
Dog tags hangin' from the rear view
C
Old Skoal can and cowboy boots and a Go Army shirt
folded in the back
D C
This thing burns gas like crazy, but that's alright
D
People got their ways of coping
C
Oh, and I've got mine
[Chorus]
G
I drive your truck
G/F#
I roll every window down
Em7
And I burn up
C D
Every back road in this town
G G/F#
I find a field, I tear it up
Em7 D
Til all the pain's a cloud of dust
C G C
Yeah, sometimes I drive your truck
[Verse 2]
G
I leave that radio playing
C
That same ol' country station where ya left it
Yeah, man I crank it up
G
And you'd probably punch my arm right now
C
If you saw this tear rollin' down my face
Hey, man I'm tryin' to be tough
D
And momma asked me this morning
C
If I'd been by your grave
D C
But that flag and stone ain't where I feel you anyway
[Chorus]
D G
I drive your truck
G/F#
I roll every window down
Em7
And I burn up
C D
Every back road in this town
G G/F#
I find a field, I tear it up
Em7 D
Til all the pain's a cloud of dust
C G G/F#
Yeah, sometimes I drive your truck
[Bridge]
F
I've cussed, I've prayed, I've said goodbye
C
Shook my fist and asked God why
G D
These days when I'm missing you this much
[Chorus]
G
I drive your truck
C
I roll every window down
Em7
And I burn up
F C
Every back road in this town
D G G/F#
I find a field, I tear it up
Em7 D
Til all the pain's a cloud of dust
C G
Yeah, sometimes, brother sometimes, I drive your truck
C G
Mmm mmm, I drive your truck
C
I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind
G C G
I drive your truck
[Intro]
G C G C
[Verse 1]
G
Eighty-nine cents in the ash tray
C
Half empty bottle of Gatorade rolling in the floorboard
That dirty Braves cap on the dash
G
Dog tags hangin' from the rear view
C
Old Skoal can and cowboy boots and a Go Army shirt
folded in the back
D C
This thing burns gas like crazy, but that's alright
D
People got their ways of coping
C
Oh, and I've got mine
[Chorus]
G
I drive your truck
G/F#
I roll every window down
Em7
And I burn up
C D
Every back road in this town
G G/F#
I find a field, I tear it up
Em7 D
Til all the pain's a cloud of dust
C G C
Yeah, sometimes I drive your truck
[Verse 2]
G
I leave that radio playing
C
That same ol' country station where ya left it
Yeah, man I crank it up
G
And you'd probably punch my arm right now
C
If you saw this tear rollin' down my face
Hey, man I'm tryin' to be tough
D
And momma asked me this morning
C
If I'd been by your grave
D C
But that flag and stone ain't where I feel you anyway
[Chorus]
D G
I drive your truck
G/F#
I roll every window down
Em7
And I burn up
C D
Every back road in this town
G G/F#
I find a field, I tear it up
Em7 D
Til all the pain's a cloud of dust
C G G/F#
Yeah, sometimes I drive your truck
[Bridge]
F
I've cussed, I've prayed, I've said goodbye
C
Shook my fist and asked God why
G D
These days when I'm missing you this much
[Chorus]
G
I drive your truck
C
I roll every window down
Em7
And I burn up
F C
Every back road in this town
D G G/F#
I find a field, I tear it up
Em7 D
Til all the pain's a cloud of dust
C G
Yeah, sometimes, brother sometimes, I drive your truck
C G
Mmm mmm, I drive your truck
C
I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind
G C G
I drive your truck
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