Hank Williams Jr. - Mighty oak trees

^ALike mighty oak trees They line a shaded, ^Dwell-worn path ^A They're t^Dhe souls that have walke^Ad beside me And I can see that, looki^E7n' back ^DFriends that stoo^Ad by me ^ARight up ^Dto the ^E7last ^DLike mighty oak trees ^E7They've helped me walk this well ^Aworn path

Down by the w^Aaters Of a str^Deam that never ends ^A They shel^Dtered me from th^Ae noonday sun an^Bdimd guard me ^E7from the wind Now I clo^Dse my eyes and I^A can see them ^C#MAll ^Bdim once ^A again ^DLike mighty oak trees Down by that strea^E7m that never ends ^{A E7}Strong and always there When I ne^Deded them the most^{A E7}You know they're rooted Way down de^Dep in my s^Aoul Now I think ^Dabout 'em all the time^{E7 A}When I'm out on t^Dhe road ^AAnd every night when I la^E7y down I know I'm lookin' up At mighty^A oak trees

^ALike mighty oak trees ^DThey have stood the test ^Aof time ^DThey were always there to^A lean on When strength was hard to^E7 find ^DI just hope that on^Ae day You're lucky enough to find ^Dmighty oak trees ^E7Mighty oak trees ^ALike those rowdy friends of mine