G Em E D G C G
[Verse]
G C G
I went down the road to see my old man this morning
C G
Sat down beside his bed
C G
He woke up and said, "Son, good morning"
C G
I put a pillow behind his head
C Em
We talked about him and all his friends
C Em
We talked about now and what he did back then
C Em
We talked about life, we talked about death
C D
Then he grabbed me by the arm and said
[Chorus]
G C G
"Son, don't bury me in no pinstriped suit
G C G
On my feet put my working boots
Em D G
On my back a blue collared shirt
C G C G
An old pair of coveralls and a fistful of dirt
D C D G C G
Son, all I ask of you, is don't bury me in no pinstriped suit"
[Verse]
G C G
Born and raised on the hard side of a steel town
G C G
With burning fires and mountains of black coal
C G
All alone is where he lives now
G C G
With calloused hands and a broken heart of gold
G C Em
He still talks about time that he never spent
C Em
And all the angry words he wished he'd never said
C Em
And all the little things in life he regrets
C D
He still grabs me by the arm and says
[Chorus]
G C G
"Son, don't bury me in no pinstriped suit
C G
On my feet put my working boots
Em D G
On my back a blue collared shirt
G C G
An old pair of coveralls and a fistful of dirt
G D C D G
And son, all I ask of you, is don't bury me in no pinstriped suit"
[Break]
G C G Em D G
[Chorus]
G D
Son, all I ask of you
C D G
Don't bury me in no pinstriped suit
