Chords for Jon Wolfe - When The Good Ol Boys Age Out (Official Audio)
Tempo:
99.2 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
C
Am
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[B] [C] [G] [C]
[D]
I was just a kid, granddad told me son, this world's a [G] changing fast.
One that I grew up in, Lord, seems like it just ain't [D] gonna last.
Said I feel a storm a coming, winds of change are blowing [G] strong.
[C]
[G] Son, I'm afraid when the good old boys age out, the good old [D] days are gone.
It wasn't twenty years ago hard work was part of the [C] American brain.
[G]
Now it seems like folks are working awful hard to do as little as [D] they can.
Since when did all the grinders and believers come to cause [C] all this wrong?
[G] I'm afraid when the good old boys age out, the good old [D] days are gone.
[Am] Here's to the hand that [G] swings the hammer towards the concrete, [D] bends the [G] steel.
[D]
[Am] To the hand that steers the wheel out [G] on the tractor, to the soldiers [A] in the [B] field.
[C] [D] Oh, everything they do ain't worth nothing, we don't [C] pass it on.
[G] Now I'm afraid when all the good old boys age out, the good old [D] days are gone.
Why does all the pride we used to feel, feel so [C] far away?
[G] Stars and stripes that used to be forever, is on borrowed [D] time these days.
I ain't trying to make nobody mad, Lord, but there's something [C] going on.
[G] I'm afraid when the good old boys age out, the good old [D] days are gone.
[Am] Here's to the hand that [G] swings the hammer towards the concrete, [D] bends the steel.
[Am] To the hand that steers the wheel out [G] on the tractor, to the soldiers [A] in the [B] field.
[Am]
[D] Oh, everything they do ain't worth nothing, we don't [C] pass it on.
Now [G] I'm afraid when all the good old boys age out, the good old [D] days are gone.
[C] [Em] [G] [C]
[G] [D]
You gotta do all you can, because freedom is an easy [C] thing to lose.
[Gm]
[G] There's folks that fight and die just to fly that old red, [D] white and blue.
See every generation, Lord, is only here [C] for so long.
[G] I'm afraid when the good old boys age out, the good old [D] days are gone.
[C] I'm afraid when [G] the good old boys age out, the good old days are gone.
[D]
I was just a kid, granddad told me son, this world's a [G] changing fast.
One that I grew up in, Lord, seems like it just ain't [D] gonna last.
Said I feel a storm a coming, winds of change are blowing [G] strong.
[C]
[G] Son, I'm afraid when the good old boys age out, the good old [D] days are gone.
It wasn't twenty years ago hard work was part of the [C] American brain.
[G]
Now it seems like folks are working awful hard to do as little as [D] they can.
Since when did all the grinders and believers come to cause [C] all this wrong?
[G] I'm afraid when the good old boys age out, the good old [D] days are gone.
[Am] Here's to the hand that [G] swings the hammer towards the concrete, [D] bends the [G] steel.
[D]
[Am] To the hand that steers the wheel out [G] on the tractor, to the soldiers [A] in the [B] field.
[C] [D] Oh, everything they do ain't worth nothing, we don't [C] pass it on.
[G] Now I'm afraid when all the good old boys age out, the good old [D] days are gone.
Why does all the pride we used to feel, feel so [C] far away?
[G] Stars and stripes that used to be forever, is on borrowed [D] time these days.
I ain't trying to make nobody mad, Lord, but there's something [C] going on.
[G] I'm afraid when the good old boys age out, the good old [D] days are gone.
[Am] Here's to the hand that [G] swings the hammer towards the concrete, [D] bends the steel.
[Am] To the hand that steers the wheel out [G] on the tractor, to the soldiers [A] in the [B] field.
[Am]
[D] Oh, everything they do ain't worth nothing, we don't [C] pass it on.
Now [G] I'm afraid when all the good old boys age out, the good old [D] days are gone.
[C] [Em] [G] [C]
[G] [D]
You gotta do all you can, because freedom is an easy [C] thing to lose.
[Gm]
[G] There's folks that fight and die just to fly that old red, [D] white and blue.
See every generation, Lord, is only here [C] for so long.
[G] I'm afraid when the good old boys age out, the good old [D] days are gone.
[C] I'm afraid when [G] the good old boys age out, the good old days are gone.
Key:
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C
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[B] _ [C] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I was just a kid, granddad told me son, this world's a [G] changing fast. _ _ _ _
One that I grew up in, Lord, seems like it just ain't [D] gonna last. _ _ _ _
Said I feel a storm a coming, winds of change are blowing [G] strong.
_ _ _ [C] _ _
[G] Son, I'm afraid when the good old boys age out, the good old [D] days are gone. _ _ _ _ _ _
It wasn't twenty years ago hard work was part of the [C] American brain.
_ [G] _ _ _ _
Now it seems like folks are working awful hard to do as little as [D] they can. _ _ _ _ _
Since when did all the grinders and believers come to cause [C] all this wrong? _ _ _ _ _
[G] I'm afraid when the good old boys age out, the good old [D] days are gone.
_ _ [Am] Here's to the hand that [G] swings the hammer towards the concrete, [D] bends the [G] steel.
[D] _
[Am] To the hand that steers the wheel out [G] on the tractor, to the soldiers [A] in the [B] field.
[C] _ [D] Oh, everything they do ain't worth nothing, we don't [C] pass it on.
_ _ _ [G] Now I'm afraid when all the good old boys age out, the good old [D] days are gone. _
_ _ _ _ _ Why does all the pride we used to feel, feel so [C] far away? _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] Stars and stripes that used to be forever, is on borrowed [D] time these days.
_ _ _ _ _ I ain't trying to make nobody mad, Lord, but there's something [C] going on. _
_ _ _ _ [G] I'm afraid when the good old boys age out, the good old [D] days are gone. _
_ [Am] Here's to the hand that [G] swings the hammer towards the concrete, [D] bends the steel.
_ [Am] To the hand that steers the wheel out [G] on the tractor, to the soldiers [A] in the [B] field.
[Am] _
[D] Oh, everything they do ain't worth nothing, we don't [C] pass it on. _ _ _
Now [G] I'm afraid when all the good old boys age out, the good old [D] days are gone. _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ [Em] _ [G] _ _ [C] _
[G] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
You gotta do all you can, because freedom is an easy [C] thing to lose.
_ _ _ _ [Gm] _
[G] There's folks that fight and die just to fly that old red, [D] white and blue. _ _ _ _ _
See every generation, Lord, is only here [C] for so long. _ _ _ _
[G] I'm afraid when the good old boys age out, the good old [D] days are gone. _ _ _ _
[C] I'm afraid when [G] the good old boys age out, the good old _ days are gone. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I was just a kid, granddad told me son, this world's a [G] changing fast. _ _ _ _
One that I grew up in, Lord, seems like it just ain't [D] gonna last. _ _ _ _
Said I feel a storm a coming, winds of change are blowing [G] strong.
_ _ _ [C] _ _
[G] Son, I'm afraid when the good old boys age out, the good old [D] days are gone. _ _ _ _ _ _
It wasn't twenty years ago hard work was part of the [C] American brain.
_ [G] _ _ _ _
Now it seems like folks are working awful hard to do as little as [D] they can. _ _ _ _ _
Since when did all the grinders and believers come to cause [C] all this wrong? _ _ _ _ _
[G] I'm afraid when the good old boys age out, the good old [D] days are gone.
_ _ [Am] Here's to the hand that [G] swings the hammer towards the concrete, [D] bends the [G] steel.
[D] _
[Am] To the hand that steers the wheel out [G] on the tractor, to the soldiers [A] in the [B] field.
[C] _ [D] Oh, everything they do ain't worth nothing, we don't [C] pass it on.
_ _ _ [G] Now I'm afraid when all the good old boys age out, the good old [D] days are gone. _
_ _ _ _ _ Why does all the pride we used to feel, feel so [C] far away? _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] Stars and stripes that used to be forever, is on borrowed [D] time these days.
_ _ _ _ _ I ain't trying to make nobody mad, Lord, but there's something [C] going on. _
_ _ _ _ [G] I'm afraid when the good old boys age out, the good old [D] days are gone. _
_ [Am] Here's to the hand that [G] swings the hammer towards the concrete, [D] bends the steel.
_ [Am] To the hand that steers the wheel out [G] on the tractor, to the soldiers [A] in the [B] field.
[Am] _
[D] Oh, everything they do ain't worth nothing, we don't [C] pass it on. _ _ _
Now [G] I'm afraid when all the good old boys age out, the good old [D] days are gone. _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ [Em] _ [G] _ _ [C] _
[G] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
You gotta do all you can, because freedom is an easy [C] thing to lose.
_ _ _ _ [Gm] _
[G] There's folks that fight and die just to fly that old red, [D] white and blue. _ _ _ _ _
See every generation, Lord, is only here [C] for so long. _ _ _ _
[G] I'm afraid when the good old boys age out, the good old [D] days are gone. _ _ _ _
[C] I'm afraid when [G] the good old boys age out, the good old _ days are gone. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _