Born At 5

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A name misspelled on the diploma
           F             C
Paycheck, road trip, Arizona
          C                        
His first love wore her hair full 
  G
of curls
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They called it quits but he found 
         C
another girl

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And everyone stared as she walked 
           C
down the aisle
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Kids got daddy's eyes and they 
           Am
stole momma's smile
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And for a while there everything 
  C               G
was goddamn peachy keen


Bridge: C, G, F, C, C, G, F, C


Verse 3

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Until he cheated death at 35
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Asleep at the wheel swerved just in
  C
 time
                C              
His heart grew cold and he lost 
  G
touch
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The job was boring and the marriage
     C
 was tough

                       F        
Then he saw a drop of blood roll 
                 C
down his son's face
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                      G         
He was standing in a robe he was 
                 Am
teaching him to shave
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And he snapped out of it and he 
  C               G
learned to love again


Verse 4

                  C                
But a stroke got dad and they 
  G
buried mom
          F                C
Once the cancer grew too strong
    C                   G
A lullaby from sister's lungs
                    F            
First tear in dad's eye since the 
              C
birth of his son

                    F              
So he took the year off to get back
        C
 on his feet
             G                   
He didn't do much, took a trip to 
      Am
the beach
         F                     
Here he slept on the sand had a 
  C                          G
dream where the girl kissed back


Bridge: C, G, F, C, C, G, F, C


Verse 5

         C            G
Highway home, daily grind
             F                 C
Birthdays, holidays, peace of mind
             C               G
He lost his hair, found his laugh
            F            C
Composed a will and his epitaph

                       F           
There was nothing too special about
                  C
 the way he lived life
                  G                
Was about average build, was about 
         Am
average height
      F                        C  
Sometimes he did things wrong 
                G
other times he did right


Verse 6

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A porch out front and a yard out 
  G
back
           F                  C
The quiet life in the cul-de-sac
         C                G
Kids in school gowns and ties
             F                     
More little babies with bright blue
 C
 eyes

                     F          
So he cashed in his chips and he 
               C
moved to the hills
                   G          
But he didn't eat right and he 
                  Am
didn't take his pills
            F                    
And then at 5 clock one day those 
  C                   G
soft blue eyes grew still