Three Chords At A Time

Grandpa left me that old Chevrolet 
Didn't run but the radio still played 
And I sang along 
While Johnny taught me how to walk that line 
Hank Williams told me it's alright to cry 

Guess the world just makes more sense with a country song
Where the right is always right and the wrong is wrong 
I learned to live, and I learned to love
Right there in that old truck
Yeah, I grew up
Three chords at a time

I met a girl like Conway sang about
Fixed the engine 'cause I had to take her out on the town
Then we'd pull over 'cross that county line
Tailgate lovers, six strings, and some wine all night

Guess the world just makes more sense with a country song
Where the right is always right and the wrong is wrong 
I learned to live, and I learned to love
Right there in that old truck
Yeah, I grew up
Three chords at a time

Grandpa never knew the gift he gave me
Or how that AM dial was gonna save me

Guess the world just makes more sense with a country song
Where the right is always right and the wrong is wrong 
I learned to live, and I learned to love
Right there in that old truck
Yeah, I grew up
Three chords at a time
Yeah, I grew up
Three chords at a time

Grandpa left me that old Chevrolet 
Didn't run but the radio still played