Dont Forget Where You Come From

D I remember my old man D He worked in the oil fields D G And I could never understand why D The dirt and greese on his hands D Driving home at sundown D G Making just enough to get us by A G When I left home I swore I'd make it rich some other way A G I didn't know where I was going but my dad would always say D G D Pray out loud, make us proud, and son don't forget where you come from D A few years out on the road D Working on the high lines D G I got laid off in the spring D I mowed yards and sold used cars D I worked nights down at the bars D G Yeah I tried damn near everything A G I had to find my own way no matter what he said A G But the sound of his voice was still ringing in my head D G Bm Pray out loud, make us proud, and son don't forget where you come from A G Bm A G A Bm And I went home to be by daddy's side before he passed away A D G And I never will forget the last words I heard him say D G D Pray out loud, make us proud, and son don't forget where you come from D Now I'm breaking ground on my own D Oceans of oil fields D G And my hands get dirty every day D A big house in San Antone D I'm living the good life D G But my home seems far away Chorus 4 A G No matter where I am each night before I fall asleep A G I'll always think of what my daddy said to me D G Pray out loud, make us proud and son don't forget to D G D Pray out loud make us proud, and son don't forget where you come from D I remember my old man D He worked in the oil fields D G And now I understand why