Don Williams - Good ole boys like me

Whe^An I was a^C#m kid Uncle ^F#mRemus he ^Aput me to ^Dbed ^E wit^Ah a pict^C#mure of Stonewa^F#mll Jac^Akson abo^Dve my 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

R: And I^A still hear ^C#mthe soft southern win^F#md in the live ^Eoak trees^{D F#m E} those^A Williams bo^Eys they stil^F#ml mean a lo^Et to me ^DHan^F#mk and^E Tennessee I g^Duess we're all gonna ^Ebe what we're gonna ^F#mbe ^{E D} 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

When^A I was in ^Eschool I r^Dan with the^A 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