Chorus: G#m B E She don't come from it but, nah, she ain't running from it F# Yeah, she loving the lifestyle G#m B F# Took a Broadway city girl, turned her into a red dirt wild child G#m Whoa oh oh oh, She get the mood right E Whoa oh oh oh F# Chasing the moonlight G#m B F# She don't come from it but, nah, she ain't running from it Yeah, she loving the lifestyle G#m B She used to show up in her high heels E F# Now she's barefoot in a Friday night field G#m B Turn her nose up at the whiskey F# Now she tastes like number seven when she kiss me Daddy ain't sure about it She wants to move on out to who knows where She got some down home, she just found it She got the whole town thinkin' that she grew up there, yeah (Woo) Chorus She sets her Solo on a truck tire, wearin' flannel round a bonfire Sunday soprano up in the church choir Used to ride in a Mercedes, dropped the fast life Got a four by, hit a 180 Old friends ask what happened She asks the band for Alabama when she go to the bars She came home with an accent She's still workin' on the Southern, yeah, but she got the charm Chorus G#m B We a half mile from the corner store E F# Grab a sixer and a Swisher then we hit the door G#m B Yeah, she rolls down the window and she give me that smile F# G#m She's lovin' on me and she's lovin' that lifestyle Chorus: She don't come from it but, nah, she ain't runnin' from me, yeah, she lovin' the lifestyle Took a Broadway city girl, turned her into a red dirt wild child Woah, oh-oh-oh, she get the mood right Woah, oh-oh-oh, chasin' the moonlight She don't come from it but, nah, she ain't runnin' from me, yeah, she lovin' the lifestyle (Woo) | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsE F# G#m B |