Me And Dad

D A E D A Asus2 B7 E Me and Dad were talking Amaj7 On our way to the track D Asus2 I said, "I bet you've never seen Jeff Gordon E Darrell, Junior or guys like that E Just faster cars and bigger stars Amaj7 And girls and high-banked curves" D He just smiled at me Asus2 E And never said a word E I told him about their nerves of steel Amaj7 And cars that almost fly D Asus2 "You won't believe the skill E In the way that these guys drive" E There's more fans in the stands Amaj7 Than I realized D He just sat there listening Asus2 E With a twinkle in his eyes B I said, "These are the days A E When they race for their pride A E Swapping paint in the turns B And coming out three-wide B Racing for the win C#m B A G#m And never looking back F#m B These are the days at the track" D A E D A Asus2 B7 E That's when my dad said to me Amaj7 "Now, hold on one minute, son D Asus2 Let me tell you how it was E Back when I was young E There was Jack Ingram and Buddy Baker Amaj7 And good ol' Alabama Gang" D I just sat there and listened Asus2 E As he rattled off those names E He told me how the drivers Amaj7 Worked on their own cars D Asus2 They had a pit crew of friends and family E But they all worked just as hard E No walls to hit, just men of grit Amaj7 No sponsors, but a lot of heart D "I remember how it was Asus2 E When racing got its start" B He said, "Those were the days A E When they race for their pride A E Swapping paint in the turns B And coming out three-wide B Racing for the win C#m B A G#m And never looking back F#m B These are the days at the track" Piano Solo D A E D A E Guitar Solo D A E F#m G#m A B These are the days A E That they race for their pride A E Swapping paint in the turns B And coming out three-wide B Racing for the win C#m B A G#m And never looking back F#m G#m A Those were the days F#m G#m A These are the days F#m B D A E Now, me and Dad, we spend our days at the track D A E