Steve Goodman - My old man

^EI miss my old ^B7man tonig^Eht ^EI wish he was ^B7here with^E me ^AWith his corny jokes, and his cheap cigars He could look you in the eye, and ^Esell you a car ^EThat’s not a^B7n easy thing t^Eo do, but no one e^Aver knew ^AA more charming creature on ^Ethis earth ^EThan my ^B7old ^Eman

^EHe was a pilot^B7 in the b^Eig war ^EIn the US Army^B7 Air Corp^{E A}In a C-47, with a heavy load Carried combat cargo o’er Burma ^ERoad ^EAnd after they^B7 dropped the b^Eomb, he came home ^Aand married mom ^AAnd not too long after that ^{E E}He was m^B7y ol^Ed man

^EAnd all the fi^B7ghts that^E we had ^EWhen my brothe^B7r and I g^Eot him mad ^AHe’d get all choked up, and start to shout I knew what was coming, and I tune^Ed him out ^EAnd now the ol^B7d man is gone,^E and I’d give al^Al I own ^AJust to hear what he said, w^Ehen I wasn’t listing ^ETo my ol^B7d ma^En

^EI miss the old^B7 man toni^Eght ^EI can almost s^B7ee his fa^Ece ^AHe was always trying to watch his weight His heart only made it to fifty-ei^Eght ^EFor the first ^B7time since he ^Edied, late last ni^Aght I cried ^AI was wondering when I was g^Eonna go and do that ^EFor my o^B7ld m^Ean