A                                           D    E
When I was a kid Uncle Remus would put me to bed
        A                                      D    E 
With a picture of Stonewall Jackson above my head
     F#m                         E
Then Daddy came in to kiss his little man
     F#m                      E
With gin on his breath and a Bible in his hand
     D                      E
He talked about honor and things I should know
             D                    E 
Then he'd stagger a little as he went out the door

        A                                                  D     E  
I can still hear the soft southern winds in the live oak trees
      A                                           D 
And those Williams boys they still mean a lot to me  
           E  
Hank and Tennessee
   D                    E                  F#m
I guess we're all gonna be what we're gonna be   
    D                   E                 A
So what do you do with good ole boys like me

   A                                          D         E
Nothing makes a sound in the night like the wind does
     A                          D                         E
But you ain't afraid if you're washed in the blood like I was
     F#m                                E
The smell of cape jasmine through the window screen
    F#m                          E
John R. and the Wolfman kept me company
        D                  E
By the light of the radio by my bed
      D                      E           D  E
With Thomas Wolfe whispering in my head

     A                                                      D     E  
I can still hear the soft southern winds in the live oak trees
      A                                           D 
And those Williams boys they still mean a lot to me  
           E  
Hank and Tennessee
   D                    E                  F#m
I guess we're all gonna be what we're gonna be   
    D                   E                  A   E   D  E
So what do you do with good ole boys like me
 
  A                                              D
When I was in school I ran with a kid down the street
        A                                           D   E
And I watched him burn himself up on bourbon and speed
      F#m                                 E
But I was smarter than most and I could choose
            F#m                                  E
Learned to talk like the man on the six o'clock news
  D                         E
When I was eighteen Lord I hit the road
          D                       E
But it really doesn't matter how far I go

     A                                                     D     E  
I can still hear the soft southern winds in the live oak trees
      A                                           D 
And those Williams boys they still mean a lot to me  
           E  
Hank and Tennessee
   D                    E                  F#m
I guess we're all gonna be what we're gonna be   
    D                   E                  A   E   A
So what do you do with good ole boys like me
       D                   E                 A
Yeah, what do you do with good ole boys like me