Intro -x4-: Bm A D G A Verse 1: Bm A D I’ve heard all the stories of you back in your prime G A When you held all your pride in hands stained Bm A D And you’d go to work for breadcrumbs and dirt G A So your kids could stand tall in their names Bm A D And you told me “Son there are things to be done G A When you’re older and stronger like me” Bm A D And you give all you have just to be a good dad G A And die a thousand times just to please Chorus: G A Bm A D Old man, the blood that you’ve bled and the mouths that you’ve fed at your door G A Bm A D Old man, the sweat that you’ve poured proves that they don’t make 'em like you no more G A Bm A D Old man, the dinners you’ve missed so your daughters could eat at this table G A Bm A D Old man, I would give back all the things that you’ve lacked if I was able Instrumental -x2-: Bm A D G A Verse 2: Bm A D I’ve never seen a smile like you did out in Pineville G A When the crowd screamed the words of your kid Bm A D You told me "Boy, it’s been a long hard road G A And this life that I’ve chose for my kin Bm A D But I wish and I pray I could go back in time G A So I could raise up this family again" Chorus: G A Bm A D Old man, the blood that you’ve bled and the mouths that you’ve fed at your door G A Bm A D Old man, I guess time goes to show that they don’t make 'em like you no more G A Bm A D Old man, the dinners you’ve missed so your daughters could eat at this table G A Bm A D Old man, I would give back all the things that you’ve lacked if I was able Instrumental -x2-: Bm A D G A Verse 3: Bm A D I’ve heard all the stories of you back in your prime G A How you held all your pride in hands stained Bm A D And you’d go to work for breadcrumbs and dirt G A So your kids could stand tall in their names Outro -x4-: Bm A D G A
