INTRO:
A E B B B B
E ---------------------------
B ---------------------------
G ---------------------------
D ---------------------------
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E -2-4------------4----4-2-2-
VERSE:
B
And I was just a kid
A A
Granddad told me, "Son, this world's a-changing fast
E
One that I grew up in, Lord
E B B
Seems like it just ain't gonna last"
B
Said, "I feel a storm a-coming
A A
The winds of change are blowing strong
E
Son, I'm afraid when the good old boys age out
B B
The good old days are gone"
VERSE:
B
It wasn't twenty years ago
A A
Hard work was part of the American brand
E
Now it seems like folks are working awful hard
B B
To do as little as they can
B
Since when did all the grinders and believers
A A
Become the cause of all that's wrong?
E
And I'm afraid when the good old boys age out
B
The good old days are gone
CHORUS:
F#m E
Here's to the hand that swings the hammer
B
Pours the concrete, bends the steel
F#m E
To the hand that steers the wheel out on the tractor
F#m A
To the soldiers in the field
B
Oh, everything they do ain't worth nothing
A A
If we don't pass it on
E
And I'm afraid when all the good old boys age out
B B
The good old days are gone
VERSE:
B
Why does all the pride we used to feel
A A
Feel so far away?
E
The stars and stripes that used to be forever
B B
Is on borrowed time these days
B
And I ain't tryna make nobody mad, Lord
A A
But there's something going on
E
And I'm afraid when the good old boys age out
B
The good old days are gone
CHORUS:
F#m E
Here's to the hand that swings the hammer
B
Pours the concrete, bends the steel
F#m E
To the hand that steers the wheel out on the tractor
F#m A
To the soldiers in the field
B
Oh, everything they do ain't worth nothing
A A
If we don't pass it on
E
And I'm afraid when all the good old boys age out
B B A E B
The good old days are gone
VERSE::
B
Gotta do all you can
A A
'Cause freedom is an easy thing to lose
E
And there's folks that fight and die just to fly
B
That old red, white, and blue
B A
See every generation, Lord, is only here for so long
E
And I'm afraid when the good old boys age out
B B
The good old days are gone
OUTRO:
A E
And I'm afraid when the good old boys age out
E E
The good old days are gone
INTRO:
A E B B B B
E ---------------------------
B ---------------------------
G ---------------------------
D ---------------------------
A -----0--0-2-4-2----0-------
E -2-4------------4----4-2-2-
VERSE:
B
And I was just a kid
A A
Granddad told me, "Son, this world's a-changing fast
E
One that I grew up in, Lord
E B B
Seems like it just ain't gonna last"
B
Said, "I feel a storm a-coming
A A
The winds of change are blowing strong
E
Son, I'm afraid when the good old boys age out
B B
The good old days are gone"
VERSE:
B
It wasn't twenty years ago
A A
Hard work was part of the American brand
E
Now it seems like folks are working awful hard
B B
To do as little as they can
B
Since when did all the grinders and believers
A A
Become the cause of all that's wrong?
E
And I'm afraid when the good old boys age out
B
The good old days are gone
CHORUS:
F#m E
Here's to the hand that swings the hammer
B
Pours the concrete, bends the steel
F#m E
To the hand that steers the wheel out on the tractor
F#m A
To the soldiers in the field
B
Oh, everything they do ain't worth nothing
A A
If we don't pass it on
E
And I'm afraid when all the good old boys age out
B B
The good old days are gone
VERSE:
B
Why does all the pride we used to feel
A A
Feel so far away?
E
The stars and stripes that used to be forever
B B
Is on borrowed time these days
B
And I ain't tryna make nobody mad, Lord
A A
But there's something going on
E
And I'm afraid when the good old boys age out
B
The good old days are gone
CHORUS:
F#m E
Here's to the hand that swings the hammer
B
Pours the concrete, bends the steel
F#m E
To the hand that steers the wheel out on the tractor
F#m A
To the soldiers in the field
B
Oh, everything they do ain't worth nothing
A A
If we don't pass it on
E
And I'm afraid when all the good old boys age out
B B A E B
The good old days are gone
VERSE::
B
Gotta do all you can
A A
'Cause freedom is an easy thing to lose
E
And there's folks that fight and die just to fly
B
That old red, white, and blue
B A
See every generation, Lord, is only here for so long
E
And I'm afraid when the good old boys age out
B B
The good old days are gone
OUTRO:
A E
And I'm afraid when the good old boys age out
E E
The good old days are gone