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D|-------------7---5--4------------------7--5---5--4------------|
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[Verse 1]
D                         G                  A          D    G A
Well down in Panama city, they perfected the art of the tan.
D                         G                     A       D         G A
And those Oklahoma girls, they sure know how to call it Heartland
D                         G                  A          D       G A
Oooh, and up in Seattle, boy they'll have you prayin' for rain
D                         G                  A          D       G A
And those Tempe, Arizona women will have you beggin' for shade
Bm                                     A        
And from that Valley girl talk to that Southern Belle drawl
G          A
Oh my God, Hey hey y'all


[Chorus]
   D    G    A          D                              G   A
My girl, she's American Made (raised right here in the U.S.A.)
        D    G    A          D                                  G    A
Yeah my girl, she's American Made, (hotter than an Independence July day)
        Bm           A                     G                  A
She loves flag flying, hot apple pie, cold beer at a football game
   D    G     A         D     G A 
My girl, she's American Made


[Verse 2]
D                                      G             A           D    G  A 
Well there's a Tennessee girl who will always have a place in my heart
          D                       G                A          D    G  A                     
And those Broadway beauties, they sure know how to play their parts
D                      G         A                 D    G  A
Louisiana ladies got a mojo that'll make you wanna stay
                    D                      G    A                        D     G A
Yeah, but there's a city full of angels, always waiting on me home in L. A.
      Bm                              A
I can hang down in Texas, while them girls sing along
          G                 A
Living on Lonestar beer and Pat Green songs


[Chorus]
   D    G    A          D                              G   A
My girl, she's American Made (raised right here in the U.S.A.)
        D    G    A          D                                  G    A
Yeah my girl, she's American Made, (hotter than an Independence July day)
        Bm           A                     G                  A
She loves flag flying, hot apple pie, cold beer at a football game
   D    G     A         
My girl, she's American Made


[Instrumental]
D  G A x2

Bm A G A


[Outro]
          Bm           A                   G                  A
She loves flag flying, hot apple pie, cold beer at a baseball game!
   D                    D   G  A
My girl, she's American Made
         D    G  A        D        G  A 
Yeah, my girl is American Ma-a-a-de
   D                               G   A 
My girl, (raised right here in the U.S.A.)
D                            G        A
Getting knee deep in that Alabama red clay
   D                               G   A 
My girl, (raised right here in the U.S.A.)
        D                   G              A
Oh, and up in Indiana, man, rollin' in the hay
D                               G   A 
(Raised right here in the U.S.A.)
    D                      G               A
And over in Hawaii you can find yourself a lei
D                               G   A 
(Raised right here in the U.S.A.)
D                                       G A
She's got a tattoo on her a-- that says USDA
D                               G   A 
(Raised right here in the U.S.A.)