D G A D
I am just a music man, playing in a country band
D G A D
Lookin for that magic, that I used to know
D G A D
It isn't what it used to be , But I can't get it out of me
D G A D
So, tell me what you want to hear, and bring me a beer
D G
Because the days shorter every year
A D
For me to get drunk, it takes alot more beer
D G A D
The things people say I don't really hear, and I don't really know what to say
D G A D
You ask me what I really do, I guess its the same as you
D G A D
Because what else can we be, but what we can be
D G A D
So I just sing a few more tunes, and we can go back to my room
D G A D
And we can forget all this, at least for awhile
F#m Bm Em D
I can play almost anything, like one of them Old Hank Williams Songs
G#m C#m B
And I can sing almost anything, just as long you can clap along
E A
Because the days shorter every year
B E
For me to get drunk, it takes alot more beer
E A B E
The things people say I don't really hear, and I don't really know what to say
E A B E
I am just a music man, playin in a country band
E A B E
Looking for that magic, that I used to know
E A
I am just a music man,
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***Credit for figuring this song out goes to Tom Puffenberger***