Craig Morgan - This aint nothing

He was s^Dtanding in the rubble Of an o^Gld farmhouse outside of Birmingha^Dm

Stuck a c^Gamera in the face of that ol^Ad man He sai^Dd, tell the folks, please mister Wh^D7/F#at are you gonna do N^Gow that this twister has taken A^Emll that's dear to you The o^Bmld man just smile^Ad and said Boy, let me tell you ^Gsomething ^AThis ain't n^Dothin' ^A

He sa^Gid, I lost my daddy when ^Asus4I was eight years o^Ald That c^Dave-in at the^D/F# Kincaid Mine le^Emft a big old h^D/F#ole And I ^Glost my baby brother, my bes^Asus4t friend, and my lef^At hand In ^DA no-win s^D/F#ituation in^Em a place called Vietna^D/F#m And last y^Bmear I watched my^F#m lovin' wife Of fi^Gfty years, waste ^D/F#away and die And I h^Emeld her hand as her hea^D/F#rt of gold stopped pum^Gpi^Asus4n' ^A So, this ain't n^Dothin'

He said, ^DI learned at an early age There's things^G that matter and there's things that d^Don't

To disappoint y^Gou boy, but I won^A't Then he r^Deached down in the rubble And p^D7/F#icked up a photograph Wip^Ged the dirt off of it Wit^Emh the hand that he still had He p^Bmut it to his^A lips Said, man she was s^Gomethin' ^ABut, this ai^Dn't nothin' ^A

He s^Gaid, I lost my daddy whe^Asus4n I was eight years old^A That ^Dcave-in at the ^D/F#Kincaid Mine^Em left a big old h^D/F#ole And I^G lost my baby brother, my best f^Asus4riend, and my left hand ^A In A n^Do-win situ^D/F#ation in a pl^Emace called Viet^D/F#nam And last ^Bmyear I watched my lov^F#min' wife Of f^Gifty years, waste away ^D/F#and die And I he^Emld her hand as her h^D/F#eart of gold stopped pumpin' ^{G Asus4 A} So, this ain't n^Dothin'

He said t^Ghis ain't nothin' that time won't er^Dase And t^Ghis ain't nothin' money can't replace ^A

He said, y^Bmou sit and watch your lovin'^F#m wife Of f^Gifty years, fightin' for he^D/F#r life Then you h^Emold her hand 'til that heart ^D/F#of gold stops pum^Gpin' Yeah, boy that's ^Asus4somethin' So, this ain't (^DD) nothin'