Condederate Railroad - When He Was My Age
[C]He worked all week for a ha[C9]rd day's pay,
[C]Walked to school five miles[C9] one way,
[F]It must have rained everyd[G]ay, when he was my ag[C]e.
[C]He quit school early to hel[C9]p grandpa,
[C]He was one man short on a c[C9]ross-cut saw,
[F]There was wood to cut and ground t[G]o rake, when he was my[C] age.
[Am]By the time he turned twelve in t[G]hirtynine,
[C]He'd been through hell in Hoover [F]time,
[C]Drank his first home-made wine, and started to sh[G]ave.
[Am]The tails get taller ever[G]ytime theyre told,
[C]The fish get longer as he[F] grows old,
[C]He loves to talk about good ol' d[G]ays, when he was my ag[C]e.
[C]He was sixty pounds lighter with a he[C9]adfull of hair,
[C]A dollar in his tank could take h[C9]im anywhere,
[F]But nine o'clock was comin in lat[G]e, when he was my a[C]ge.
[C]He talks about the time the dodge[C9]rs called,
[C]He could have played pro [C9]ball,
[F]But he had me to rai[G]se, when he was my ag[C]e.
[Am]By the time he turned twelve in t[G]hirtynine,
[C]He'd been through hell in Hoover [F]time,
[C]Drank his first home-made wine, and started to sh[G]ave.
[Am]The tails get taller ever[G]ytime theyre told,
[C]The fish get longer as he[F] grows old,
[C]He loves to talk about good ol' d[G]ays, when he was my ag[C]e.
[Am]When he was my age, he'd [G]had alot more li[F]vin left to do,[C]
[Am]But hard work and hard ti[G]me, had robbed h[F]im of his yo[G]uth.
[F]He says it seems like yes[G]terday, when he was my ag[C]e.
When he was my age.
When he was my age.
When he was my age....
[C]He worked all week for a ha[C9]rd day's pay,
[C]Walked to school five miles[C9] one way,
[F]It must have rained everyd[G]ay, when he was my ag[C]e.
[C]He quit school early to hel[C9]p grandpa,
[C]He was one man short on a c[C9]ross-cut saw,
[F]There was wood to cut and ground t[G]o rake, when he was my[C] age.
[Am]By the time he turned twelve in t[G]hirtynine,
[C]He'd been through hell in Hoover [F]time,
[C]Drank his first home-made wine, and started to sh[G]ave.
[Am]The tails get taller ever[G]ytime theyre told,
[C]The fish get longer as he[F] grows old,
[C]He loves to talk about good ol' d[G]ays, when he was my ag[C]e.
[C]He was sixty pounds lighter with a he[C9]adfull of hair,
[C]A dollar in his tank could take h[C9]im anywhere,
[F]But nine o'clock was comin in lat[G]e, when he was my a[C]ge.
[C]He talks about the time the dodge[C9]rs called,
[C]He could have played pro [C9]ball,
[F]But he had me to rai[G]se, when he was my ag[C]e.
[Am]By the time he turned twelve in t[G]hirtynine,
[C]He'd been through hell in Hoover [F]time,
[C]Drank his first home-made wine, and started to sh[G]ave.
[Am]The tails get taller ever[G]ytime theyre told,
[C]The fish get longer as he[F] grows old,
[C]He loves to talk about good ol' d[G]ays, when he was my ag[C]e.
[Am]When he was my age, he'd [G]had alot more li[F]vin left to do,[C]
[Am]But hard work and hard ti[G]me, had robbed h[F]im of his yo[G]uth.
[F]He says it seems like yes[G]terday, when he was my ag[C]e.
When he was my age.
When he was my age.
When he was my age....
