Don Williams - Good ole boys like me

Whe^An I was a ^Ekid Uncle ^DRemus he ^A put me to ^D bed ^E wit^Ah a picture of^E Stonewall ^D Jackson ^A above my ^D head ^E Then ^F#mDaddy came in to kiss his li^Ettle man with ^F#mgin on his breath and the Bible in^E his hand a^Dnd he talked about honor and thi^Engs I should know Then ^Dhe staggered a little when he ^E7went out the door ________________________________________ A E F#m E D, F#m, E R: And I still hear the soft southern wind in the live oak trees

So what do you do with ^Egood ole boys like ^Ame ________________________________________ Wel^Al nothing ^Emakes a so^Dund in the night like t^Ahe wind do^Des ^E But^A you ain't^E afraid if you'r^De washed in the ^Ablood like I w^Das ^E The ^F#msmell of Cape Jasmine thru the wi^Endow screen with ^F#mJohn R. and the wolfman kept me co^Empany ^Dby the light of the radio by^E my bed with ^DThomas Wolfe whispering ^E7in my head ________________________________________ Whe^An I was in^E school I ^Dran with th^Ae kid down the ^D street ^E and^A I watched him^E burn hims^Delf up on ^A Bourbon and S^Dpeed ^E but I was ^F#msmarter than most and I c^Eould choose learn^F#med to talk like the man on the si^Ex o'clock news ^Dwhen I was eighteen, Lord I ^Ehit the road but ^Dit doesn't seem to matter how ^E7far I go