Printable Version
From "Garth Brooks" (1989)
Capo: 2nd Fret
INTRO: [D] [A] [Bm] [A] [G] [A]
[D]First time he [A]saw the ground get [Bm]busted [A]
He was [G]ten and it was 195[D]2 [A]
His [D]daddy worked hard from [A]sunup to [Bm]sundown [A]
And the [G]goin' got tough behind them ol' grey [D]mules [A]
The [D]farm grew to [A]be a money[Bm]maker [A]
And the [G]house he lived in grew up room by [D]room [A]
The [D]boy worked hard but [A]soon got tired of [Bm]farmin' [A]
So he [E]slipped away one [A]night 'neath the harvest [D]moon
CHORUS #1:
His neck was [G]red as Alabama [D]Clay
But the cities [G]call [G/F#] pulled him [A]away
He's got a factory [G]job and runs a big [D]machine
He don't miss the [A]farm or the fields of green
INTRO
Now the [D]cities just a [A]prison without [Bm]fences [A]
His [G]job is just a routine he can't [D]stand [A]
And at [D]night he dreams of [A]wide-open [Bm]spaces [A]
Fresh [G]dirt between his toes and on his [D]hands [A]
Then one [D]day a picture [A]came inside a [Bm]letter [A]
Of a [G]young girl with a baby in her [D]arms [A]
And the [D]words she wrote would [A]change his life for[Bm]ever [A]
So he [E]went to raises his [A]family on the [D]farm
CHORUS #2:
His neck is [G]red as Alabama [D]Clay
Now he's goin' [G]home [G/F#] this time to [A]stay
Where the roots run [G] deep on the family [D]tree
And the tractor [A]rolls through the fields of [D]green
CHORUS #2
His neck is [G]red as Alabama Clay [D] | 
