With a [A] picture of [E] Stonewall [D] Jackson [A] above my [D] head [E]
Then [F#m] daddy came in to kiss his [E] little man
With [F#m] gin on his breath and a [E] Bible in his hand
He [D] talked about honor and [E] things I should know
Then he’d [D] stagger a little as he [E] went out the door
Chorus: I can [A] still hear the [E] soft Southern [F#m] winds in the [E] live oak [D] trees
[F#m] [Bm] [E] And those [A] Williams [E] boys they [F#m] still mean a [E] lot to [D] me
[F#m] Hank and [Bm] [E] Tennessee
I [D] guess we’re all gonna [E] be what we’re gonna [F#m] be[ D] [D]
So what do you do with [E] good ole boys like [A] me
2. [A] Nothing makes a [E] sound in the [D] night [A] like the [D] wind does [E]
But [A] you ain’t [E] afraid if you’re [D] washed in the [A] blood like [D] I was [E]
The [F#m] smell of Cape Jasmine through the [E] window screen
John [F#m] R. and The Wolfman Kept me [E] company
By the [D] light of the radio by my [E] bed
With [D] Thomas Wolfe whispering [E] in my head
3. [A] When I was in [E] school I [D] ran with a [A] kid down the [D] street [E]
And I [A] watched him [E] burn himself [D] up on [A] bourbon and [D] speed [E]
But I [F#m] was smarter than that, and [E] I could choose
Learned to [F#m] talk like the man on the [E] six o’clock news
When [D] I was eighteen, lord, [E] I hit the road
But [D] it really doesn’t matter how [E] far I’d go