Blood Sweat And Barbwire Fence

G D C D G G D C D G Castle on wheels on a dead end road It wasn't a house but we made it a home G D Em D G VCR and old cell phones, with nothing but each other to fall back on G D C D G Daddy milked a herd for a quarter a day doin what he did to keep us all fed G D Em D G Back when peple took pride in a calloused hand and how to love one another from the words in red C G Em D Busted back and worn out boots open arms is all we knew C G D Yeah a day in a dollar seemed to last a little longer back then C G Em D We didn't much but we had enough we were as proud as we were tough C G D Yeah boys like us just doin what are daddys did Em D G Growin up on blood sweat and barbwire fences G D C I don't know it all but it seems to me we could D G use a little more of how it used to be G Em Before we traded a bible for a tv screen D G and a hard days work about a small town dream C G Em D Busted back and worn out boots open arms is all we knew C G D Yeah a day in a dollar seemed to last a little longer back then C G Em D We didn't much but we had enough we were as proud as we were tough C G D Yeah boys like us just doin what are daddys did Em D G Growin up on blood sweat and barbwire fences Em D C I guess the hardest part of aging is watching things change Am Em G and those years dissapear into yesterday C G Em D Busted back and worn out boots open arms is all we knew C G D Yeah a day in a dollar seemed to last a little longer back then C G Em D We didn't much but we had enough we were as proud as we were tough C G D Yeah boys like us just doin what are daddys did Em D G Growin up on blood sweat and barbwire fences