E It's got a touch of the town where I grew up F#m7 Something in it them California girls love A Some people like to make a little fun of E The way I talk E It gets slower after three or four cold beers F#m7 And gets louder when I'm cheerin' on the Volunteers A Folks know I'm country, when they hear E The way I talk Chorus: E It sounds a little bit like my daddy It don't cuss around my mama B Got some words you've never heard 'Less you come from down yonder C#m The man upstairs gets it So I ain't tryna fix it A No, I can't hide it I don't fight it, I just roll with it E B Oh, kinda slow like the Mississippi rolls C#m It's the only way I know A Man, it ain't my fault E I just live the way I talk Yeah it's, "Yes sir, no ma'am, y'all come back, now" Fightin' words if you run my last name down I ain't ashamed, matter of fact I'm damn proud Of the way I talk, y'all Chorus E B Slow, like a Sunday morning service back home C#m7 And kinda sweet when I got a girl to love on A If you know me, you know Chorus: It sounds a little bit like my daddy It don't cuss around my mama Got some words you've never heard 'Less you come from down yonder The man upstairs gets it So I ain't tryna fix it No I can't hide it I don't fight it, I just roll with it Oh, kinda slow like the Mississippi roads It's the only way I know Man it ain't my fault I just live the way I talk The way I talk | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA C#m C#m7 E F#m F#m7 B |