The Good Life

Cadd9 D/F# Cadd9 D/F# D/F# Cadd9 He was not the kind of man Em7 D/F# That would walk you to school hand in hand D/F# Cadd9 He was hard work leathered and tan Em7 D/F# And he spoke with a throat full of sand Em G A Me I'd hang on every word Em G A You never know what you might learn G C D Son, don't let your horseshoes point down G C D Never put a blade in the ground G C Bm Bm A Always look a man right square in the eye G C D Don't let the good life pass you by Cadd9 D/F# D/F# Cadd9 Any little problem of mine Em7 D/F# He'd spit and say boy you'll be fine D/F# Cadd9 He knew that there'd come a time Em7 D/F# When I'd find real mountains to climb Em G A Life can be cruel to us all Em G A Sooner or later we fall G C D Son, don't let your horseshoes point down G C D Never put a blade in the ground G C Bm Bm A Always look a man right square in the eye G C D Don't let the good life pass you by Cadd9 D/F# D/F# Cadd9 Only ever once saw him cry Em7 D/F# The day that his own mother died D/F# Cadd9 Just one tear in the corner of his eye Em7 D/F# Then he smiled and said, softly, goodbye Em G A Me I've got two of my own Em G A And a love that is solid as stone A Like a stone G C D Son, don't let your horseshoes point down G C D Never put a blade in the ground G C Bm Bm A Always look a man right square in the eye G C D Don't let the good life pass you by Cadd9 D/F# Cadd9 D/F#