Backyard Lullaby

Am E Am E Am E Am E7 Am E I'm not trying to complain I'm so thankful for what I got Am E I work my fingers to the bone but these bills they never stop Am E No matter how much overtime I get it ain't quite enough Am E7 The mortgage get's late something breaks and that's when the times get tough Am E And bad things come in threes but I wish that wasn't true Am E Cause I don't think I can take another after this one and two Am E There's still a roof over our head and plenty of food to eat Am E7 Clean clothes for both of the kids socks and shoes on their feet Am E And they got no idea I'll never let them see me sweat Am E I'll do what I got to do to make it right with no regrets Am E And if my stress gets to high them I will take a step outside Am E7 Embrace the sounds the nature makes my backyard lullaby Am C F E7 Listen to the crickets sing the rattle of the dog chain Am C F E7 Listen to the south bound breeze just creeping through the trees and the creek of the weather vains Am C F E7 Sitting in my lawn chair sending up a little prayer I need some answers tonight Am C F E7 Turn my troubles down low lord soothe my soul One more time with the backyard lullaby Am E Like every other working man I go through trying times Am E When responsibility's weigh heavy on my mind Am E And I just need to get away and take a walk outside Am E7 I don't need no flashlight I got star's and moonshine Am E Then the breeze starts whistling the whimp of wheels start singing Am E I love listening to forget the way I'm feeling Am E cause sounds I hear at night I don't notice in the day Am E7 all the dog's barking loud like they got something to say Am E Engines in the diesel truck's roaring down the highway Am E I feel the bass beating in speaker's a mile away Am E If my tension starts to rise I got to be outside Am E7 That's the only place I can hear my backyard lullaby Am C F E7 Listen to the crickets sing the rattle of the dog chain Am C F E7 Listen to the south bound breeze just creeping through the trees and the creak of the weather vains Am C F E7 Sitting in my lawn chair sending up a little prayer I need some answers tonight Am C F E7 Turn my troubles down low lord soothe my soul One more time with the backyard lullaby.