Standard (EADGBE)

Verse 1

Granddaddy was a hillbilly scholar, blue collar of a man.

He came from a school where you didn't need nothin'

If you couldn't make it with your own two hands.

He was back woods, back wards, used words like: no sir, yes

 mam, by god, be darned and hell yeah I'm American

In all the years he walked this earth,

I swear all he did was work.

 He said the devil dreams on that idle horse

So listen to me squirt.

Chorus

Don't get too high on the bottle and get right w/ the man

Fight your fights, find your grace and all the things that you can't change.

And help somebody if you can

Verse2

Now Granny said son stick to your guns, if you believe in something no matter what.

Cause it's better to be hated for who you are,

Than be loved for who your not.

She was five feet of concrete,

NY born and raised on slick city streets

She'd cold stare you down, stand her ground

Still kickin' and screaming at 93.

I remember just how frail she looked in that hospital bed.

Takin' her last few breaths of life, Smiling as she said...

Chorus + And get right w/ the man

I never let a cowboy make the coffee,

Yeah, that''s what Granny always said to my Granddad.

 He said never tell a joke that ain't that funny more than

 once. If you want to hear God laugh tell him your plans.

Chorus + And get right w/ the man

, , ...fade

Chords:

Em7 020000 or 022033

X02013 or X02010

AdimXX1212