1. A When I was a E kid Uncle D Remus he A put me to D bed E
With a A picture of E Stonewall D Jackson A above my D head E
Then F#m daddy came in to kiss his E little man
With F#m gin on his breath and a E Bible in his hand
He D talked about honor and E things I should know
Then he’d D stagger a little as he E went out the door
Chorus: I can A still hear the E soft Southern F#m winds in the E live oak D trees
F#m Bm E And those A Williams E boys they F#m still mean a E lot to D me
F#m Hank and Bm E Tennessee
I D guess we’re all gonna E be what we’re gonna F#m be[ D] D
So what do you do with E good ole boys like A me
2. A Nothing makes a E sound in the D night A like the D wind does E
But A you ain’t E afraid if you’re D washed in the A blood like D I was E
The F#m smell of Cape Jasmine through the E window screen
John F#m R. and The Wolfman Kept me E company
By the D light of the radio by my E bed
With D Thomas Wolfe whispering E in my head
3. A When I was in E school I D ran with a A kid down the D street E
And I A watched him E burn himself D up on A bourbon and D speed E
But I F#m was smarter than that, and E I could choose
Learned to F#m talk like the man on the E six o’clock news
When D I was eighteen, lord, E I hit the road
But D it really doesn’t matter how E far I’d go
