Misc Your Songs - Doubleshot - losing pop
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[Intro]
C G/B Am G F F G
C G/B Am G F F G
[Verse 1]
Walkin’ Cout of the G/Bhay field at Am12 years Gold Lord it Fseems like Fyesterday G
Watchin’ Cmy old G/Bman Amreach in his Gcooler As he Fwiped the Fsweat away G
An Fice cold Schlitz and a Gshaker of salt He’d pour it Con and G/Bpull the Amtop G
I remember Fthinkin’ that it must be good He Gnever left a single drop. G
[Chorus]
I put a Fhundred miles on Gmy old truck And never tCouched a G/Bblacktop Amroad G
FComin’ to grips with Glosin’ ‘Pop’ Turns out to Cbe a G/Bheavy lAmoad G
I ain’t Fgot enough gas or Gbeer in this truck to make the Churt G/Bgo away Am G
He’s always Fbeen around.G.. but he left us todCayG/B Am G F F G G
[Verse 2]
Came home with a CSeabee’s taG/Bttoo on Ammy right Garm I Fserved my country well G
Bought the Cfamily G/Bbusiness from Ammy old Gman back befFore loggin’ went to hell G
It wasn’t Falways bad, I Gmade good money For Cyears – tG/Bruth be tAmold – G
He was Fstandin’ right there by my side when the Gauctioneer said “sold” G
[Chorus]
I put a Fhundred miles on Gmy old truck and never tCouched a G/Bblacktop Amroad G
FComin’ to grips with Glosin’ ‘Pop’ Turns out to Cbe a G/Bheavy lAmoad G
I ain’t Fgot enough gas or Gbeer in this truck to make the Churt G/Bgo away Am G
He’s always Fbeen around.G.. but he left us todCay C C C G
[Bridge]
He taught me Fhow to love, and Ghow to laugh, and how to Cwork harG/Bd every dAmay G
To plant a gaFrden in the spGringtime and put up a Cwinter’s G/Bworth of Amhay G
Stand Ftall for what I beGlieve in, help a CneighG/Bbor in nAmeed Am Am Am G
Yea, Fmy old man Fmight be gone, but he Gstill lives on in Gme
[Chorus]
(Modified)
I put a Fhundred miles on Gmy old truck and never tCouched a G/Bblacktop Amroad G
FComin’ to grips with Glosin’ ‘Pop’ Turns out to Cbe a G/Bheavy lAmoad G
I can’t gFet enough gas or bGeer in this truck to make the hCurt gG/Bo away Am Am
...He may nGot Fbe around.G.. but still lives in us toCdaG/By Am G F F
[Outro]
still Glives in Gus toCdaG/By Am G F F
still Glives in us toCday
Written by Kimball Davis, Dennis Nix