Old Man

     Am            G/B            
I’ve heard all the stories of you 
C
back in your prime
         F                     
When you held all your pride in 
       G
hands stained
    Am          G/B      C
And you’d go to work for breadcrumbs
 and dirt
        F                       
So your kids could stand tall in 
       G
their names
    Am           G/B         
And you told me “Son there are 
  C
things to be done
            F                      
When you’re older and stronger like
 G
 me”
        Am           G/B          
And you give all you have just to be
C
 a good dad
    F                           
And die a thousand times just to 
 G
please


[Chorus]

F            G                   
Old man, the blood that you’ve 
           Am                 G/B 
bled and the mouths that you’ve 
        C
fed at your door
F            G              
Old man, the sweat that you’ve 
                      Am         
poured proves that they don’t 
G/B           C
make 'em like you no more
F            G                   
Old man, the dinners you’ve 
          Am              G/B     
missed so your daughters could eat
    C
 at this table
F        G                        
Old man, I would give back all the
 Am                 G/B           
 things that you’ve lacked if I 
  C
was able


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[Instrumental] (Harmonica)

Am  G/B  C    F    G    x2


[Verse 2]

     Am           G/B            
I’ve never seen a smile like you did
C
 out in Pineville
         F                         
When the crowd screamed the words 
       G
of your kid
Am           G/B              C
You told me "Boy, it’s been a long 
hard road
         F                         
And this life that I’ve chose for 
  G
my kin
    Am          G/B           C
But I wish and I pray I could go 
back in time
           F                   
So I could raise up this family 
  G
again"


[Chorus]

F            G                   
Old man, the blood that you’ve 
           Am                 G/B 
bled and the mouths that you’ve 
        C
fed at your door
F                G               
Old man, I guess time goes to 
       Am         G/B           C
show that they don’t make 'em like 
you no more
F            G                   
Old man, the dinners you’ve 
          Am              G/B     
missed so your daughters could eat
    C
 at this table
F        G                        
Old man, I would give back all the
 Am                 G/B           
 things that you’ve lacked if I 
  C
was able


[Instrumental] (Harmonica)

F    G    Am  G/B  C    x2


[Verse 3]

     Am            G/B            
I’ve heard all the stories of you 
C
back in your prime
        F                          
How you held all your pride in 
    G
hands stained
    Am          G/B      C
And you’d go to work for breadcrumbs
 and dirt
        F                       
So your kids could stand tall in 
       G
their names