Name On My Shirt

E B My old man, would pick me up C#m A Every day at half past four E B I'd hide behind that old school C#m A Waiting on his flatbed Ford F#m A I'd climb up in that cab F#m A With someone I didn't wanna be E The true blue collared man B Putting in my time at work C#m Years written on my hands A A blessing and a curse E Everyday looking older B Covered up in grease and dirt C#m Whole world upon my shoulders A E B C#m A With my name on my shirt Punching clocks, raising kids It's all there is in all these towns Turned eighteen, turned my back Packed my bags and headed out Then I did everything I could To make sure I'd never be You get and you see things differently All that matters now is working for my family I wonder if they'd be proud If they could see me now I got my name on my shirt My name on my shirt Name on my shirt