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INTRO: F#m
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Verse:
F#m
The dining room fell silent
E
I can't believe what I just said
Bm
I just told my dad he's full of it
C#7
And I watched his face turn red
F#m
Well, then I should've said, "I'm sorry"
D
But I matched him shout for shout
Bm
I can still hear that screen door slammin'
C#7 F#m
The night I called him out
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Chorus:
A E Bm F#m
He said, "Son, it's gonna hurt me more than it hurts you"
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Bm E C#7
But somehow I couldn't help but have my doubts
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A E Bm F#m
'Cause I'd seen my older brothers crawl back in the house
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Bm E F#m
Each time they called the old man out
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Verse:
Fist to fist and eye to eye
Standin' toe to toe
He would've let me walk away
But I just would not let it go
Years of my frustration
Had lead me to this night
Now he'll pay for all the times that he's been right
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Bridge:
F#m
It was over in a minute
E
That's when I realized
Bm
The blood came from my mouth and nose
C#7
But the tears came from my eyes
F#m
And in a memory of that fateful night
D
I know the greatest pain was his
Bm F#m
And I just pray some day I'm half the man he is
Chorus:
Just like my older brothers
crawled back in the house
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The night I called the old man out
Nathan Mutti ([email protected])
(Http://www-vms.oit.umass.edu/~nmutti)