Southern Comfort Zone by Brad Paisley

Intro- E/E/E/E - Asus2/Asus2/Asus2/Asus2 3x

     E
When your wheelhouse, is the land of cotton
          Asus2                                          E
The first time you leave, it can be strange, it can be shocking

              E
Not everybody drives a truck, not everybody drinks sweet tea
              Asus2
Not everybody owns a gun, wears a ball cap, boots and jeans
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Not everybody goes to church, or watches every nascar race
              Asus2                                           E
Not everybody knows the words to Ring Of Fire or Amazing Grace
   
        C#m               B
        Oh, Dixie Land, I hope you understand
        
               Asus2              E
        When I miss my Tennessee Home
                 Asus2              E
        And I've been away way too long
                Asus2                    C#m
        I can't see this world unless I go
                   Dsus2    A       E/E/E/E
        Outside my Southern Comfort Zone

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I have walked the streets of Rome, I have been to foreign lands
                 Asus2
I know what it's like to talk, and have nobody understand
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I have seen the Eiffel Tower, lit up on a Paris night
                Asus2
I have kissed a West Coast girl, underneath the Northern Lights
                  C#m
I know what it's like to meet, the only one like me
          B                          bass- B-C#-D#-E-F#-G#
To take a good hard look around, and be a minority

              Asus2              E
        And I Miss my Tennessee home
              Asus2                   E    B
        I can see the ways that I've grown
                Asus2                    C#m
        I can't see this world unless I go
                   Dsus2     A       E/E
        Outside my Southern Comfort Zone

            C#m                                B         
I miss your biscuits and your gravy, fireflies dancing in the night
         F#                                 A
You have fed me, you have saved me, Billy Graham and Martha White
     C#m                             B
I've since become a drifter, and I just can't wait to pack
        F#                                 A
Cause I know the road I leave on, it will always bring me back

Solo- E/E/E/E - Asus2/Asus2/Asus2/Asus2

E/E/E/E                  Asus2/Asus2/Asus2/Asus2
I wish I was in Dixie, Away
      Asus2             E
And I miss my Tennessee Home
      Asus2            E
I've been away way too long
        Asus2                   C#m
I can't see this world unless I go
           D        A       E
Outside My Southern Comfort Zone

     Asus2
Look away, look away
  E                      Asus2
I wish I was in Dixie, away, look away
  E                             Asus2
I wish I was in the land of cotton, look away
E                   Asus2
................, away, look away
E                                 Asus2
................, live and die in Dixie
    E~~~
In Dixie