Old Man In Me

	  		


 
 

INTRO; D, G 

D                                              G 
These ol work boots have become my sunday shoes 
D                                       G 
and these ol callous hands accustomed to 
D                                               G 
i cant hardly fight the way im turning out to be 
D              A            G 
im seeing my old man in me 

D                                         G 
this ol curr dog has become my bestfriend 
D                                   G 
yesterday we hit the woods and tomorrow we'll do it again 
D                                          G 
there something bout an ol creek bottom that make me feel free 
D              A          G 
im seeing my old man in me 


D             C               G 
and i cant hide what i really am 
D                       C                        G 
even though it took a while for me to come around 
 D                   C               G 
cuz i was restless and i was running 
D                   C           G 
trying to be all i could never be 
D                   C                     G 
but now that im older and im living slower  
NO CHORD 
im seeing my old man in me 



i cant go nowhere without bringing my pocket knife 
i prolly wont use it im just use to it  
in my front pocket left side 
i spend my spare time weighting a line or either purched up in a tree 
im seeing my old man in me 

Chorus 

D                                        G 
i start every morning with my coffee black 
D                                          G  
sit and watch the sun go down with an ice cold 12 pack 
D                                         G 
i turn on the radio and let sr sing to me 

im seeing my old man and me