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TABBY CAT MUSIC ARCHIVES 

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Transcribed by: asf0@comcast.net  Alice Franceschini
Date:  January 10, 2006
Album: The Road To Here
Written by: Karen Fairchild - Wayne Kirkpatrick - Kimberly Roads - Phillip Sweet - Jimi Westbrook
Note:

  BOONDOCKS  Little Big Town 

CHORUS:
E                 
I feel no shame I'm proud of where I came from
       D         A                  E   
I was born and raised in the boon-docks
E
One thing I know No matter where I go
           D         A                E  
I keep my heart and soul in the boon-docks



           D          A                              E      
And I can feel That muddy water running through my veins
           D          A                     E  
And I can hear that lullaby of a midnight train
D      
It sings to me and it sounds familiar

to chorus

           D              A                          E
And I can taste  That honeysuckle and it's still so sweet
          D        A                               E 
When it grows wild On the banks down at old camp creek
               D          
Yeah, and it calls to me like a warm wind blowing

to chorus
       D                     E 
It's where I learned about living
       D                     E
It's where I learned about love
       D                            E 
It's where I learned about working hard
      D      bass walk up to -  A
And having a little was just  enough
      D                      E   
It's where I learned about Jesus
      D                E
And knowing where I stand
D                    E        D 
You can take it or leave it, this is me
D             E
This is who I am

lead E E D A E
           C           A                       E  
Give me a tin roof A front porch and a gravel road
             D                        A
And that's home to me It feels like home to me

to chorus
            D         A                E
I keep my heart and soul in the boon-docks


"You get a line, I'll get a pole
We'll go fishing in the crawfish hole
Five-card poker on a Saturday night
Church on Sunday morning"

E
You get a line, I'll get a pole
           D               A 
We'll go fishing in the crawfish hole
(Down in the boondocks)
 E
Five-card poker on a Saturday night
  D          A
Church on Sunday morning

Say a little prayer for me