Intro:  C - G - F - C 
 
(verse 1) 
 
C 
Some kids grew up on mean streets 
 
Dealin' with the crips and bloods 
 
But me I was born on a back road 
     F           Bb                  C 
In a four-by-four rollin' through the mud  
 
The street kid deals with the dealer 
 
And he's always watchin' his back 
 
Me, I'm watchin' a line, with a woman of mine 
F           Bb         C 
Down by the creek bank shack  

Chorus -------------
C 
Give me 308 and a shotgun 
      Bb        F        C 
And a gallon of homemade wine 
 
Drop me off on a mountainside 
          G  
Where the bear and the deer reside 
     Bb                      F 
I'll spend my nights sittin' round the fire 
Bb          F      C 
Makin' this guitar ring 
 
I'll be doin' fine underneath the pines 
          Bb          G        C 
While the world goes down the drain
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(verse 2) 
 
C 
Just to dwell on life in the city 
 
Is makin' my blood run cold 
 
'Cause miles and miles of concrete 
      F          Bb    C 
Eats away at the human soul  
C 
When you live and die in the country 
 
There's a little that your heart can mourn 
 
With your hands in the dirt and a little work 
        F       Bb      C 
You can weather out any storm  

Chorus -------------
C 
Give me 308 and a shotgun 
      Bb        F        C 
And a gallon of homemade wine 
 
Drop me off on a mountainside 
          G  
Where the bear and the deer reside 
     Bb                      F 
I'll spend my nights sittin' round the fire 
Bb          F      C 
Makin' this guitar ring 
 
I'll be doin' fine underneath the pines 
          Bb          G        C 
While the world goes down the drain
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(lead -  Bb - C - Bb - F - C - Bb - C - Bb - F - G - F - Bb) 
 
(chorus) 
 
C 
Give me 308 and a shotgun 
      Bb        F        C 
And a gallon of homemade wine 
 
Drop me off on a mountainside 
          G  
Where the bear and the deer reside 
     Bb                      F 
I'll spend my nights sittin' round the fire 
Bb          F      C 
Makin' this guitar ring 
 
I'll be doin' fine underneath the pines 
          Bb          G        C 
While the world goes down the drain 
 
I'll be doin' fine underneath the pines  
          Bb         G        C    - C - G - F - C 
While the world goes down the drain