Bed Of My Chevy

We can pop a top on a bottle of boons
Have a front row seat to a big full moon
Kick back and listen to the crickets in the field
Find a star we can call our own
Watch the lightning bugs 'till they're gone
Light a fire of passion and lay ɾeal still

In the bed of my [A]Chevy on [C7]the out skirts of town
We can dance standin' up or lay a blanket down
I can show you [A7how much I love you [A7if you'll let me
Make a memory we'll never forget
Whisper little words I've never said
I'll pull you [A7close when it gets hot and [Bm]heavy
In the bed of my [A]Chevy

Baby slide off your boots down to [C7]your bare feet
Those cut offs and [Bm]tan lines are killin' me
Move on [C7]over lay your head on [C7]my [A]shoulder we'll stay a while
Still a little kiss as the whiperwills,
Sing to [C7]the tɾees with a southern feel
We can sit on [C7]the tailgate and [Bm]wait 'till it feels ɾight.

In the bed of my [A]Chevy on [C7]the out skirts of town
We can dance standin' up, or lay a blanket down
I can show you [A7how much I love you [A7if you'll let me
Make a memory we'll never forget
Whisper little words I've never said
I'll pull you [A7close when it gets hot and [Bm]heavy
In the bed of my [A]Chevy

In the bed of my [A]Chevy on [C7]the out skirts of town
We can dance standin' up, or lay a blanket down
I can show you [A7how much I love you [A7if you'll let me
Make a memory we'll never forget
Whisper little words I've never said
I'll pull you [A7close when it gets hot and [Bm]heavy
In the bed of my [A]Chevy
In the bed of my [A]Chevy