http://frankfostermusic.com/ Capo on 3 A G D They may not drink homemade wine, of know someone who makes moonshine, but some of us still do. A G D You might not work in the rain, You might not hunt no game, but some of us still do. A G You might not know when to run, when to hold your ground when to grab your D gun, but some of us still do. Chorus G D A G D We're still out here on the edges, a hard earned dollar blue collar chosen A G D A few, sons and daughters of small town living legends, you might not Eminor G D A understand the backwoods point of view, but some of us still do. A G D You might not bow your head, every night before you go to bed, but some of us still do. A G D You might not live your life like your grandaddy did when he was alive, but some of us still do A G D You might not farm the land or even know a man whos got a plowboy tan, but some of us still do Repeat Chorus A G You might not have a fightin side when someone dares to cross that line, D but some of us still do A G You may not lay down your life for the land of the free for the stars and D the stripes, but some of us still do