Written by Luke Bryan/Dallas Davidson/David Lee Murphy
Intro: Am C G E Am C G F (x3) verse 1 Am C First time I tied a plastic worm on and felt him on the other end G It was get the net, get him in the boat E Yeah buddy, I was hooked on it Am C First time I heard Chattahoochee on the speakers of my radio G I was topping off the tank on my old tune tone it E I was hooked on itverse 2 Am C The first time I got that Gulf Coast white sugar sand on my feet G Saw the sunshine dancing on that clear blue water E I was hooked on it Am C First time I pulled me a long neck bottle from the bottom of a bucket of ice G As soon as that cold beer hit my lips E I was hooked on itAm Hooked on the feeling of a summer in the south C Hooked on the dust flying up from a plow G Hooked on them blue eyes, hair falling down E Hooked on her then, still hooked on her now Am So many things where I grew up C Once you get a little, you can't get enough G This small town life runs through my blood E And I'm hooked on itBridge Am Like a Friday payday honky tonk buzz C I gotta have a little more of it just because G E I keep coming back to the good stuff, 'cause I'm hooked on itAm Hooked on the feeling of a summer in the south C Hooked on the dust flying up from a plow G Hooked on them blue eyes, hair falling down E Hooked on her then, still hooked on her now Am So many things where I grew up C Once you get a little, you can't get enough G This small town life runs through my blood E And I'm hooked on it Am C G E Am C G F Come on!Am Hooked on the feeling of a summer in the south C Hooked on the dust flying up from a plow G Hooked on them blue eyes, hair falling down E Hooked on her then, still hooked on her now Am So many things where I grew up C Once you get a little, you can't get enough G This small town life runs through my blood E And I'm hooked on it E Yeah, I'm hooked on it E Am C G E Am C G F I'm hooked on it