C
I got an ol’ blue shirt
F C
And it suits me just fine
C
I like the way it feels
F
So I wear it all the time
C
I got an old guitar
F
It won’t ever stay in tune
C
I like the way it sounds
G C
In a dark and empty room
I got an ol’ pair of boots
And they fit just right
I can work all day
And I can dance all night
I got an ol’ used car
And it runs just like a top
I get the feelin’ it ain’t
Ever gonna stop
C F C
Stuff that works, stuff that holds up
C G C
The kind of stuff you don’t hang on the wall
C F C
Stuff that’s real, stuff you feel
C G C
The kind of stuff you reach for when you fall
I got a pretty good friend
Who’s seen me at my worst
He can’t tell if I’m a blessing
Or a curse
But he always shows up
When the chips are down
That’s the kind of stuff
I like to be around
Chorus
I got a woman I love
She’s crazy and paints like God
She’s got a playground sense of justice
She won’t take odds
I got a tattoo with her name
Right through my soul
I think everything she touches
Turns to gold
Chorus