Drake White - Fifty years too late

I love s^Epring and dogs and rusty screen doors ^GCandle light on creaky wood floors A g^Aood sunrise and fireflys in a j^Ear, yessir A b^Eanjo ringing through the pines The ^Gway I feel on homemade wine and j^Aug fishing Under a sky full of s^Etars

Said I'm o^Akay, yes, I'm just f^Eine Just wish the w^Aorld would move slower Or that ^BI could go back in time

Well, but I'm still a d^Eown home southern boy I d^Gon't need nothing just e^Anough to get me ^Eby I was r^Eaised at an early age w^Ahen you shake a man's hand You l^Aook him square in the e^Eye Well, I'm a r^Eeal cool, old school, d^Gon't you lie to me fool There a^Ain't a damn thing about me f^Eake I'm a m^Eodern day John Wayne, g^Got my daddy's last name ^ABorn fifty years too l^Eate, yep ^{E G A E}

So w^Ehatever happened to an h^Gonest day's work ^ASweating hard in a f^Elannel shirt It's a f^East paced rat race, ^Gno giving all take ^AWho's gonna finish f^Eirst ^ENowadays it's s^Gafe to say that a d^Aamn dog's got more r^Eights Cause t^Ehe administration's trying to ^Grule the population Folks, we g^Aotta stand up, we gotta fi^Eght

But I don't comp^Alain, just take it all in st^Eride It just seems this w^Ahole world, it has changed ^BAlmost overnight