Jason Aldean – Fly Over States Chords

A couple guys in first class on a flight from new York to Los Angeles
Kinda making small talk killing time, flirting with the flight attendants,
Thirty thousand feet above, could be Oklahoma,
Just a bunch of square cornfields and wheat farms, man it all looks the same
Miles and miles of back roads and highways, connecting little towns with funny names,
Who’d want to live down there in the middle of nowhere,

They’ve never drove through Indiana, met the men who plowed that earth,
Planted that seed, busted his ass for you and me, or caught a harvest moon in Kansas,
They’d understand why God made those fly over states

I bet that mile long Santa Fe freight train engineer’s seen it all
Just like that flatbed cowboy stacking U.S. steel on a three day haul
Road and rails under their feet, yeah that sounds like a first class seat

On the plains of Oklahoma, with a windshield sunset in your eyes
Like a watercolor painted sky, you’d think heavens doors have opened
You’ll understand why God made those fly over states

Take a ride across the badlands feel that freedom on your face
Breathe in all that open space
Meet a girl from Amarillo you’ll understand why God made
Might even want to plant your stakes in those fly over states

Have you ever been through Indiana,
On the plains of Oklahoma
Take a ride