I'll be [A]glad to sign my autograph
[E/G#]If you want me to
[G]God knows I love singing
It's what [D]I was born to do
You s[A]ee me up there center stage
In the s[E/G#]potlight for awhile
But in the t[G]hings that really [D/F#]matter
I'm just s[E]itting on the isle
Chorus:
Cuz I've s[D]een a third grade angel with
Dark c[A]ircles 'neath her eyes
Not a t[D]race of hair left on her head
Sayin d[A]addy don't you c[E]ry
A s[C]ingle mom workin overtime
A c[G]ollege kid reading to the blind
[Bb]When you look for heroes know that I[E]'m just
A singer in a ba[A]nd
Verse 2:
I'm thankful to be living in
This childhood dream come true
But sometimes the attention
Just leaves me confused
Hey, I love my t-shirt on those kids
My name there up in lights
But when the show is done and I'm on the bus
Riding through the night
Chorus 2:
I think of third grade angels with
Dark circles 'neath their eyes
Not a trace of hair left on their head
Sayin daddy don't you cry
A soldier in a field of mines
With each step he lays it on the line
When you look for heroes know that I'm just
A singer in a band
Instrumental: D A D A E
I'm h[C]umbled when you take the time
To h[G]ear my life in verse and rhyme
But w[Bb]hen it comes to heroes I know I[E]'m just
A singer in a ba[A]nd[E/G#]
A singer in a b[G]and[D]
I'll be g[A]lad to sign my autograph [E/G#]if you want me to
[E/G#]If you want me to
[G]God knows I love singing
It's what [D]I was born to do
You s[A]ee me up there center stage
In the s[E/G#]potlight for awhile
But in the t[G]hings that really [D/F#]matter
I'm just s[E]itting on the isle
Chorus:
Cuz I've s[D]een a third grade angel with
Dark c[A]ircles 'neath her eyes
Not a t[D]race of hair left on her head
Sayin d[A]addy don't you c[E]ry
A s[C]ingle mom workin overtime
A c[G]ollege kid reading to the blind
[Bb]When you look for heroes know that I[E]'m just
A singer in a ba[A]nd
Verse 2:
I'm thankful to be living in
This childhood dream come true
But sometimes the attention
Just leaves me confused
Hey, I love my t-shirt on those kids
My name there up in lights
But when the show is done and I'm on the bus
Riding through the night
Chorus 2:
I think of third grade angels with
Dark circles 'neath their eyes
Not a trace of hair left on their head
Sayin daddy don't you cry
A soldier in a field of mines
With each step he lays it on the line
When you look for heroes know that I'm just
A singer in a band
Instrumental: D A D A E
I'm h[C]umbled when you take the time
To h[G]ear my life in verse and rhyme
But w[Bb]hen it comes to heroes I know I[E]'m just
A singer in a ba[A]nd[E/G#]
A singer in a b[G]and[D]
I'll be g[A]lad to sign my autograph [E/G#]if you want me to
