Intro:
Am F C G x2 (Play around with the strumming, there's a good bit of hammering on, esp. around the Cs)
Verse 1:
Am F C G
You know all them sweaty boys hanging out at the copper mines
Am F C G
You watched them growing up under the bridge on the river shoals off Georgia 9
Am F C G
They used to lay their sweet bodies out just waiting on a fishing line
Am F C G
Just like your daddy did when he was a kid in the wilds of Florida
Am F C G
But your daddy's gone and those boys jacked up got rough moved on
Am F C G
Verse 2:
Am F C G
You find your own self hiding in the stories of drunken men
Am F C G
With their kids in tow from the picture show riding over mountain bends
Am F C G
And you can feel their fingers crossing when the black ice of winter comes
Am F C G
But they'll be fishtailing in the dark from the time that they are born
Chorus:
F C Am G
Hey, you know your daddy's gone, those boys you loved got rough with the girls and
F
moved on
C Am G F C
Still you gotta find some goodness somewhere somehow, so hug the corners take the
Am G F G Am F C G
straights from the cradle to the grave oh we all give what, yeah, what we got
Verse 3:
Am F C G
In the winter you'll go south and fall asleep in the late day sun
Am F C G
Holding still to catch the last of the warmth before the storm clouds roll on in
Am F C G
At night you watch the kids riding in their hoodies in the rain
Am F C G
Heading up to St. Johns causeway bridge fishtailing all the way
Chorus:
F C Am G
Hey, you know your daddy's gone, those boys you loved got rough with the girls and
F
moved on
C Am G F C
Still you gotta find some goodness somewhere somehow, so hug the corners take the
Am G F G Am F C G
straights from the cradle to the grave oh we all give what, yeah, what we got
