C
Livin' out of a suitcase
F                  Am
Sleepin' in hotel rooms
F                 C
Rental cars and airport bars
      G            C
And dog day afternoons.
C
My occupation is a picker
F
And music is my game.
Am                     C
Sometimes it makes me crazy
       G                  C
But I would not change a thing.

[Chorus]
F
So lay down a back beat
                      C
Crank up your trusty Gibson
       Am                    G                 C
Let's give it everything we got just one more time.
F                      Am
Lovin' the life we're livin'
F                      C
Playin' that Georgia rhythm.
 G                 F               C
Nothin' else ever made me feel so fine.

[Verse 2]
C
Four o'clock in the morning
F               Am
Waitin' for a plane.
   F                  C
We passed around the bottle, Lord,
    G                 C
And we don't feel no pain.
C
Life out here on the highway
F                 C
Has its ups and downs.
   Am                       C
But last night the Georgia rhythm
 G         F      C
Tore up another town.

[Chorus]
F
So lay down a back beat
                      C
Crank up your trusty Gibson
       Am                    G                 C
Let's give it everything we got just one more time.
F                      Am
Lovin' the life we're livin'
F                      C
Playin' that Georgia rhythm.
 G                 F               C
Nothin' else ever made me feel so fine.

[Instrumental]
F  F  F  F  C C C  C C C 
G  G  G  G  C C C  C C C
F  F  F  F  C C C  C C C
G  G  G  G  C 

[Verse 3](Key comes up one step)
D
Rising above the madness
G              D
Homeward bound again.
     A
To crazy ways and lazy days
     G              D
And old familiar friends.
      D
Some conversation with my lady
     G               D
Some love long overdue.
G                     D
God knows I hate to leave her
    A        G      D
But I got a job to do.

[Chorus]
    G
So lay down a back beat
                      D
Crank up your trusty Gibson, son.
        A                    A7                 D
Let's give it everything we got just one more time,
G
Lovin' the life we're livin'
D                       G
Playin' that Georgia rhythm.
        D       A        G        D
Makin' music, movin' on down the line

One more time

    G
So lay down a back beat
                      D
Crank up your trusty Gibson, son.
        A                    A7                 D
Let's give it everything we got just one more time,
G
Lovin' the life we're livin'
D                       G
Playin' that Georgia rhythm.
        D       A        G        D
Makin' music, movin' on down the line

[Outro]
G G  G G  D D  D D
A A  A A  D D  D D
G G  G G  D D  D D
A A  A A  D D  D D
(Fade Out)