Pat Green - Georges bar

^AMy brother and I used to^F#m go down to George's ^EBar ^Awe'd drink big O's u^F#mntil they close down the pla^Ece ^Awe'd talk about our ^F#mlife long am^Ebitions ^DI still recall the s^Emile upon his f^Aace.

^AHe took off for the ^F#mbright lights down in A^Eustin ^Ahe said don't you know there ^F#main't no money he^Ere ^Ahe made a billion b^F#mucks just selling com^Eputers ^DI still go down to G^Eeorge's and drink my ^Abeer.

^EYeah, he's gone, he may be g^Done, but I'm still h^Aere. ^EWell he's gone, he may be g^Done, but I'm still h^Aere.

^AThere was this curly hea^F#mded girl back in the ^Eseventh grade ^Ashe didn't even ^F#mknow she caught my ^Eeye ^Awe dated for a w^F#mhile back in h^Eigh school ^DI thought that one d^Eay she'd be my ^Awife.

^AThe road took a turn som^F#mewhere around eightee^En ^Ashe took off to ^F#mfind her own wa^Ey ^Afell in for some ^F#mNashville high ^Eroller ^DI know he gonna brea^Ek her heart one^A day.

^EYeah, she's gone, she may be^D gone, but I'm still^A here. ^EWell she's gone, she may be^D gone, but I'm still^A here.

^AI used to go to my grand^F#mpas house every Sunda^Ey, ^Awatch the dallas^F#m cowboys on T^EV, ^Asit around someti^F#mmes he'd tell us s^Etories, ^Dabout how simple lif^Ee used to b^Ae.

^AMy grandpa die^F#md a year ago last Sun^Eday, ^AI thought to mysel^F#mf he was one helluva' ^Eman, ^Aand I know when the ^F#mdarkness surrounds^E me, ^Dhe reaches out and h^Ee takes my ^Ahand.

^EYeah, he's gone, he may be g^Done, but I'm still h^Aere. ^EWell he's gone, he may be g^Done, but I'm still h^Aere.