Verse 1 G Was Friday after five, I got here just in time Went ahead and wet a line 'fore
Verse 1 D The older I get G The more I think A You only get
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Verse 1 D I grew up just west of the tracks A G holding me to hold me
D Em C A He was born in the summer, of his twenty seventh
Verse D G Well I wish I had some shoes on my two bare
Verse Am F Three-thirty in the morning, not a soul in sight E
Verse G Goodbye cold, goodbye rain G Goodbye sorrow, goodbye shame C I'm
Verse 1 D D I've had a largemouth bass bust my line D D
Verse 1 A Dear Marie, Asus A Tell me what it was I used to be? D Oh
