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D G D
I remember my Dad sayin' "Get up this morning, son
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Get your brother too, we've got to get some work done.
D G D
We'd dread the next 10 hours then to the fields we go
G D A D
I'd cuss the mules as Dad was sayin', "son, stay between the rows.
G D A Bm
Back when times were good and times were bad
G D A
Daylight would fade and we'd always be glad
G A D G
To get back to our pillows and dream of where we'd go
G D/F Em
to find a better way, a little brighter day
G A
Just to find the best times we'd ever had
Asus2 D
were out with Dad between the rows.
Verse
D G D
My Dad worked the farm for sixty years before he died
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And even before that day, I'd look at him and cry
D G D
Cause I knew he never had that much and probably never would
G D A D
But now I see he had more than a man now ever could
G D A Bm
Back when times were good and times were bad
G D A
Daylight would fade and we'd always be glad
G A D G
To get back to our pillows and dream of where we'd go
G D/F Em
to find a better way, a little brighter day
G A
Just to find the best times we'd ever had
Asus2 D
were out with Dad between the rows.