By Tracy Lawrence
4/21/2012
Capo 3 (Key of F)
Now my [D]momma [A]she'll say that's my [G]baby
And my [D]daddy [A]he'll say that's my [G]son
My [Em]high school baseball [D/F#]coach said I was a [G]winner
But not [Em]fast or quick enough to get it [A]done
And [Bm]if you had to ask an old girl[G]friend
[G/F#]I'd be [Em]nervous depending on which [A]one
Chorus
There's a [Bm]few things [Bm/A]they might [G]say
At the [Bm]mention [Bm/A]of my [G]name[G/F#]
The [Em]saint, the [D/F#]sinner, the hopeless [G]dreamer
Lord I just [D]hope they [A]don't for[G]get [A]- the [G]singer[Bm]
Now my boss he'll say I'm hard headed
And my buddies they'll say I got their back
That college tried to call me quitter
But knowing I was not cut out for that
Now my preacher he'll say I'm a believer
And proud to see I got things back on track
Chorus 2:
There's a [Bm]few things [Bm/A]they might [G]say
At the [Bm]mention [Bm/A]of my [G]name[G/F#]
The [Em]saint, the [D/F#]sinner, the hopeless [G]dreamer
Lord I just [D]hope they [A]don't for[G]get [A]- the [G]singer[Bm]
All I [Bm]ask is that you don't misunder[Em]stand
I ain't [Bm]never been much more than a music [A]man
Solo
Chorus 3:
There's no tellin what they'll say
When they put me in that grave
Maybe the saint, the sinner, the hopeless dreamer
Lord I just hope they don't forget the singer
The singer
4/21/2012
Capo 3 (Key of F)
Now my [D]momma [A]she'll say that's my [G]baby
And my [D]daddy [A]he'll say that's my [G]son
My [Em]high school baseball [D/F#]coach said I was a [G]winner
But not [Em]fast or quick enough to get it [A]done
And [Bm]if you had to ask an old girl[G]friend
[G/F#]I'd be [Em]nervous depending on which [A]one
Chorus
There's a [Bm]few things [Bm/A]they might [G]say
At the [Bm]mention [Bm/A]of my [G]name[G/F#]
The [Em]saint, the [D/F#]sinner, the hopeless [G]dreamer
Lord I just [D]hope they [A]don't for[G]get [A]- the [G]singer[Bm]
Now my boss he'll say I'm hard headed
And my buddies they'll say I got their back
That college tried to call me quitter
But knowing I was not cut out for that
Now my preacher he'll say I'm a believer
And proud to see I got things back on track
Chorus 2:
There's a [Bm]few things [Bm/A]they might [G]say
At the [Bm]mention [Bm/A]of my [G]name[G/F#]
The [Em]saint, the [D/F#]sinner, the hopeless [G]dreamer
Lord I just [D]hope they [A]don't for[G]get [A]- the [G]singer[Bm]
All I [Bm]ask is that you don't misunder[Em]stand
I ain't [Bm]never been much more than a music [A]man
Solo
Chorus 3:
There's no tellin what they'll say
When they put me in that grave
Maybe the saint, the sinner, the hopeless dreamer
Lord I just hope they don't forget the singer
The singer
