intro
[G] [B7] [C] [D] [D/C] [D/B] [D/A]
[G]Don't I know you from the time before
[B7]I think I saw you in the country store
[C]Buying food for the family
You never [D]knew [D/C]all [D/B]that [D/A]well
[G]She had a sadness I could not place
[B7]She had such a pretty Southern face
[C]And I knew she'd walk out
Leaving [D]me [D/C]with a [D/B]heart[D/A] I could not [G]sell
Chorus 1:
[Em]But you can feel the [C]summertime
[G]Getting high on s[D]crewtop wine
[C]Trying not to [G]spin
And l[D]aughing right out l[G]oud
See the black man sitting there
Sitting in the rocking chair
He plays the blues
People throw coins his way
In some ways I'm a lot like him
Singin' about what might have been
Laugh and love, cry and wish
But tomorrow, it's another day
Chorus 2:
It's the cold time of the year
Sit and drink your bottled beer
Talking to your friends
They're laughing right out loud
I remember when I learned to run
The day sets on my daddys son
I let this music take me
Far from this crowd
So when you think about the days of old
Listen to that Hill Country Gold
Hold onto love
Keep on laughing, right out loud
Chorus 1
[G] [B7] [C] [D] [D/C] [D/B] [D/A]
[G]Don't I know you from the time before
[B7]I think I saw you in the country store
[C]Buying food for the family
You never [D]knew [D/C]all [D/B]that [D/A]well
[G]She had a sadness I could not place
[B7]She had such a pretty Southern face
[C]And I knew she'd walk out
Leaving [D]me [D/C]with a [D/B]heart[D/A] I could not [G]sell
Chorus 1:
[Em]But you can feel the [C]summertime
[G]Getting high on s[D]crewtop wine
[C]Trying not to [G]spin
And l[D]aughing right out l[G]oud
See the black man sitting there
Sitting in the rocking chair
He plays the blues
People throw coins his way
In some ways I'm a lot like him
Singin' about what might have been
Laugh and love, cry and wish
But tomorrow, it's another day
Chorus 2:
It's the cold time of the year
Sit and drink your bottled beer
Talking to your friends
They're laughing right out loud
I remember when I learned to run
The day sets on my daddys son
I let this music take me
Far from this crowd
So when you think about the days of old
Listen to that Hill Country Gold
Hold onto love
Keep on laughing, right out loud
Chorus 1
