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Country Man by Luke Bryan






                               Country Man 







Intro:
e|--------------------------------------------------------------|
B|--------------------------------------------------------------|
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D|---2---0-2---------2-0-2---2---0-2----------------------------|
A|-----2-----------------------2-----1/2-2-1/2-2-1/2-2-0--------|
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         E     A         E
YOU NEED HANDS ROUGH NOT SOFT
   E                		   B
TO COME AND WARM YOU UP UP IN THAT COLD HAYLOFT
       E               	  	    A          E
LET ME HOLD YOU LITTLE DARLIN IN MY BIG STRONG ARMS 
      E               		 B           E
CAN'T GET THESE KINDA MUSCLES ANYWHERE BUT A FARM
 
(CHORUS)
E          A         E
HEY I AM A COUNTRY MAN
  E          		B
A CITY BOY CAN'T DO THE THINGS I CAN
      E         	        A           E
I CAN GROW MY OWN GROCERIES AND SALT-CURE A HAM
E              B       E
HEY BABY I'M A COUNTRY MAN
 
 
Repeat intro
 
           E	     A		E
I'VE GOT A JEEP WITH CAMOFLAUGE SEATS
     E			            B
THAT WAY NOBODY SEES US PARKED BACK UP IN THESE TREES
	   E                 	    A      E
YOU LITTLE IPOD IS LOADED DOWN WITH HOOBASTANK
	   E			       B	   E
DON'T BE A TAPE PLAYER HATER GIRL WERE GROOVIN' TO HANK
 
(CHORUS)
E	   A	  E
HEY I'M A COUNTRY MAN
  E			B
A CITY BOY CAN'T DO THE THINGS I CAN
      E			       A            E
I CAN HOTWIRE YOUR TRACTOR AND PLOW UP YOUR LAND
E              B	E
HEY BABY I'M A COUNTRY MAN
 
(BRIDGE)
      	     A
YOU LIKE THE IVY LEAGUE, HUMVEE TENNIS SWEATER TYPE
    B
BUT GIRL I'M HERE TO TELL YOU DON'T BELIEVE THE HYPE
 
E	  A	  E
HEY I'M A COUNTRY MAN
      E			              B
I CAN WRESTLE HOGS AND GATORS WITH MY TWO BARE HANDS
	 E			   A	  E
GIRL YOU BETTER MOVE QUICK, I'M IN HIGH DEMAND
E              B	   E
HEY BABY I'M A COUNTRY MAN
 
 
E          A       E
HEY! I'M A COUNTRY MAN
E                     B
HUNTIN' ME A GOOD OLE' COUNTRY GIRLFRIEND
    E                                A         F#
WHY DON'T YOU COME AND JOIN ME IN MY NEW DEER STAND
E              B       E
HEY BABY I'M A COUNTRY MAN
E              B Bb  A   E
HEY BABY I'M A COUNTRY MAN
 
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You need hands, rough not soft
To come and warm you up up in that cold hayloft
Let me hold you little darling in my big strong arms
Can't get these kind of muscles anywhere but a farm
Hey, I'm a country man
A city boy can't do the things I can
I can grow my own groceries
And salt cure a ham
Hey baby, I'm a country man
I've got a jeep with camouflage seats
That way nobody sees us parked back up in these trees
Your little ipod loaded down with Hoobastank
Don't be a tape player hater girl were groovin' to Hank
Hey, I'm a country man
A city boy can't do the things I can
I can hot-wire your tractor
And plow up your land
Hey baby, I'm a country man
You like the ivy league hum-v tennis sweater type
But girl I'm here to tell you don't believe the hype
Hey, I'm a country man
I can wrestle hogs and gators with my two bare hands
Girl you better move quick
I'm in high demand
Hey baby, I'm a country man
Hey, I'm a country man
Huntin' me a good ole' country girlfriend
Why don't you come and join me
In my new deerstand
Hey baby, I'm a country man
Hey baby, I'ma country man









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version 2 









Tuning: E A D G B E
 
[Intro]
E A E     E B    E A E    E B E
 
 
[Verse 1]
        E      A         E
You need hands, rough not soft
  E                               B
To come and warm you up up in that cold hayloft
      E                             A          E
Let me hold you little darling in my big strong arms
     E                         B            E
Can’t get these kinda muscles anywhere but a farm
 
 
[Chorus]
  E       A       E                            B
Hey, I’m a country man, a city boy can’t do the things I can
     E                          A           E                     B       E
I can grow my own groceries, and salt-cure a ham, hey, baby, I’m a country man.
 
 
[Break]
E A E     E B    E A E    E B E
 
 
[Verse 2]
       E          A          E
I got a JEEP, with camouflage seats
    E                              B
That way nobody sees up parked back up in these trees
           E                      A    E
Your little IPods loaded down with Hoobastank
          E                            B           E
Don’t be a tape player hater, girl were grooving to Hank.
 
 
[Chorus]
  E       A       E                            B
Hey, I’m a country man; a city boy can’t do the things I can
     E                        A            E                      B       E
I can hotwire your tractor and plow up your land, hey, baby, I’m a country man.
 
 
[Break]
E A E B E A E A E
 
 
[Bridge]
           A
You like the Ivy League, Humvee, tennis sweater type
   B
But girl I’m to tell ya, don’t believe the hype
 
 
[Chorus]
  E      A       E                                          B
Hey, Im a country man, I can wrestle hogs and gators with my two bare hands
         E                        A      E
Girl, you better move quick, Im in high demand
  E            B       E
Hey, baby, Im a country man. 
 
 
       A       E                         B
Hey, Im country man, huntin me a good ole country girlfriend
   E                               A        F#
Why dont you come and join me in my new deer stand?
  E            B       E    E               B       E
Hey, baby, Im a country man. Hey, baby, Im a country man.
 
 
[Outro]
E A E     E B    E A E    E B A A E









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version 3








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E]-----------------------------------------------------------|
 
 
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VERSE 1
 
         E      A         E
You need hands, rough not soft
 
   E                               B7
To come and warm you up up in that cold hayloft
 
       E                             A          E
Let me hold you little darlin in my big strong arms
 
     E                           B7          E
Cant get these kinda muscles anywhere but a farm
 
 
CHORUS
 
E          A       E
Hey, Im a country man
 
     E                   B7
A city boy cant do the things I can
 
      E                       A          E
I can grow my own groceries, salt-cure a ham
 
  E              B7        E
Hey, baby, Im a country man.
 
 
 
VERSE 2
 
        E           A          E
I got a jeep, with camouflage seats
 
     E                              B7          E
That way nobody sees up parked back up in these trees
 
            E                        A     E
Your little IPods loaded down with Hoobastank
 
            E                            B7         E
Dont be a tape player hater, girl were groovin to Hank
 
 
CHORUS 2
 
  E        A       E
Hey, Im a country man
 
     E                   B7
A city boy cant do the things I can
 
       E                       A             E
I can hotwire your tractor and plow up your land
 
  E              B7        E
Hey, baby, Im a country man.
 
 
BRIDGE
 
              A
You like the Ivy League, Humvee, tennis sweater type
 
      B7
But girl Im to tell ya, dont believe the hype
 
 
CHORUS
 
  E        A       E
Hey, Im a country man
 
       E                               B7
I can wrestle hogs and gators with my two bare hands
 
      E                            A       E
Girl, you better move quick, Im in high demand
 
  E              B7       E
Hey, baby, Im a country man.
 
  E         A       E
HEY!! Im a country man
 
E                      B7
Huntin me a good ole country girlfriend
 
     E                               A         F#
Why dont you come and join me in my new deer stand?
 
    E            B7       E
Hey, baby, Im a country man
 
    E            B7       E
Hey, baby, Im a country man.









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version 4







Tuning: D A D G B E
Capo: 2nd fret

Drop D tuning
 
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D|--3--0--------0-----------3--0-----0------------------|
A|--------0--3--------------------3---------------------|
E|------------------------------------------------------|
 
 
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B|------------------------------------------------------|
G|-----------------1-2--2--1-2--2--1-2--2---------------|
D|--3--0--------0--1/2--2--1/2--2--1/2--2--2------------|
A|--------0--3-----------------------------0------------|
E|--------------------------------------------3--2--0---|
 
E|-----------------3--3---------------------------------|
B|-----------------0--0---------------------------------|
G|-----------------0--0--2------------------------------|
D|--3--0--------0--0--0-----3--0-----0------------------|
A|--------0--3-----5--5-----------3---------------------|
E|-----------------5--5---------------------------------|
 
 
E|------------------------------------------------------|
B|------------------------------------------------------|
G|-----------------2------------------------------------|
D|--3--0--------0--2------------------------------------|
A|--------0--3-----0------------------------------------|
E|--------------------3--2--0---------------------------|
 
VERSE 1
 
         D      G         D
You need hands, rough not soft
 
   D                               A
To come and warm you up up in that cold hayloft
 
       D                            G          D
Let me hold you little darlin in my big strong arms
 
     D                          A           D
Cant get these kinda muscles anywhere but a farm
 
 
CHORUS
 
D         G       D
Hey, Im a country man
 
  D                    A
A city boy cant do the things I can
 
      D                      G           D
I can grow my own groceries, salt-cure a ham
 
D               A       D
Hey, baby, Im a country man.
 
 
 
VERSE 2
 
        D          G          D
I got a jeep, with camouflage seats
 
     D                         A
That way nobody sees up parked way up in these trees
 
            D                      G    D
Your little IPods loaded down with Hoobastank
 
          D                            A         D
Dont be a tape player hater, girl were cruising to Hank
 
 
CHORUS 2
 
D         G       D
Hey, Im a country man
 
  D                    A
A city boy cant do the things I can
 
      D                        G            D
I can hotwire your tractor and plow up your land
 
D               A       D
Hey, baby, Im a country man.
 
 
BRIDGE
 
             G
You like the Ivy League, Humvee, tennis sweater type
 
      A
But girl Im to tell ya, dont believe the hype
 
 
CHORUS
 
D         G        D
Hey, Im a country man
 
      D                               A
I can wrestle hogs and gators with my two bare hands
 
      D                            G    D
Girl, you better move quick, Im in high demand
 
D               A       D
Hey, baby, Im a country man.
 
D          G        D
HEY!! Im a country man
 
D                            A
Huntin me a good ole country girlfriend
 
    D                               G        E7
Why dont you come and join me in my new deer stand?
 
D               A       D
Hey, baby, Im a country man
 
D               A       D
Hey, baby, Im a country man.








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version 5








Intro 
 
 
 
  E         A          E        B            A E             A         E        B      E
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B----------------0-----------------------------------------------0------------------------|
G--1-----0-1-2-2---1---1---------------------------1-----0-1-2-2---1---1------------------|
D----2-2-------------2---2-2-2-0-4-4-4-4-4-4---------2-2-------------2---2-2-2-2----------|
A--------------------------------2-2-2-2-2-2-0-----------------------------------2-0------|
E----------------------------------------------2-0-----------------------------------b2-0-|





You need hands, rough not soft
To come and warm you up up in that cold hayloft
Let me hold you little darling in my big strong arms
Can't get these kind of muscles anywhere but a farm
Hey, I'm a country man
A city boy can't do the things I can
I can grow my own groceries
And salt cure a ham
Hey baby, I'm a country man
I've got a jeep with camouflage seats
That way nobody sees us parked back up in these trees
Your little ipod loaded down with Hoobastank
Don't be a tape player hater girl were groovin' to Hank
Hey, I'm a country man
A city boy can't do the things I can
I can hot-wire your tractor
And plow up your land
Hey baby, I'm a country man
You like the ivy league hum-v tennis sweater type
But girl I'm here to tell you don't believe the hype
Hey, I'm a country man
I can wrestle hogs and gators with my two bare hands
Girl you better move quick
I'm in high demand
Hey baby, I'm a country man
Hey, I'm a country man
Huntin' me a good ole' country girlfriend
Why don't you come and join me
In my new deerstand
Hey baby, I'm a country man
Hey baby, I'ma country man









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version 6








Intro

 
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B|----------------------------------1/3-1/3-1/3-1-------------------------------|
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D|-5b--------7-7/9-5------5b----------------------------------------------------|
A|-----7-5h7b--------5/7b----7-5h7b---------------------------------------------|
E|------------------------------------------------------------------------------|






You need hands, rough not soft
To come and warm you up up in that cold hayloft
Let me hold you little darling in my big strong arms
Can't get these kind of muscles anywhere but a farm
Hey, I'm a country man
A city boy can't do the things I can
I can grow my own groceries
And salt cure a ham
Hey baby, I'm a country man
I've got a jeep with camouflage seats
That way nobody sees us parked back up in these trees
Your little ipod loaded down with Hoobastank
Don't be a tape player hater girl were groovin' to Hank
Hey, I'm a country man
A city boy can't do the things I can
I can hot-wire your tractor
And plow up your land
Hey baby, I'm a country man
You like the ivy league hum-v tennis sweater type
But girl I'm here to tell you don't believe the hype
Hey, I'm a country man
I can wrestle hogs and gators with my two bare hands
Girl you better move quick
I'm in high demand
Hey baby, I'm a country man
Hey, I'm a country man
Huntin' me a good ole' country girlfriend
Why don't you come and join me
In my new deerstand
Hey baby, I'm a country man
Hey baby, I'ma country man








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version 7








Tuning: E A D G B E


 Intro

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B---------------------------------------------------|
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D--2---6--------7-7-9-7-6-----6-----------X-X--X-X--|
A--2-----7----7-----------7-9---7-----7---4-6--4-6--|
E----------7-9--------------------7-9---------------| 
 
 
 
e------------------------------------------------|
B------------------------------------------------|
G------------------------------------------------|
D----6--------7-7-9-7-6-----6--------------------|
A------7----7-----------7-9---7-----7---2b-0-----|
E--------7-9--------------------7-9----------2-0-| 





You need hands, rough not soft
To come and warm you up up in that cold hayloft
Let me hold you little darling in my big strong arms
Can't get these kind of muscles anywhere but a farm
Hey, I'm a country man
A city boy can't do the things I can
I can grow my own groceries
And salt cure a ham
Hey baby, I'm a country man
I've got a jeep with camouflage seats
That way nobody sees us parked back up in these trees
Your little ipod loaded down with Hoobastank
Don't be a tape player hater girl were groovin' to Hank
Hey, I'm a country man
A city boy can't do the things I can
I can hot-wire your tractor
And plow up your land
Hey baby, I'm a country man
You like the ivy league hum-v tennis sweater type
But girl I'm here to tell you don't believe the hype
Hey, I'm a country man
I can wrestle hogs and gators with my two bare hands
Girl you better move quick
I'm in high demand
Hey baby, I'm a country man
Hey, I'm a country man
Huntin' me a good ole' country girlfriend
Why don't you come and join me
In my new deerstand
Hey baby, I'm a country man
Hey baby, I'ma country man








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