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


[Chorus]

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


[Instrumental] (Harmonica)

Am  G/B  C    F    G    x2


[Verse 2]

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


[Chorus]

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


[Instrumental] (Harmonica)

F    G    Am  G/B  C    x2


[Verse 3]

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