Key: D
Introduction:
E D A
I thought Jack Daniels was the orking man's tea
E D E
It was the windows to the life I used to lead
D A
I used to ramble like a feather in the breeze
G D A
But nowadays the good times ain't what they used to be
Back home on those backroad, everybody's movin' slow
D G A
And nowadays I dream of an old cane pole
E D E
My baby's sweet tea and my favorite fishin' hole
D G A
I sit down on that bank underneath the shade tree
G D A
And I thank God the good times, Lord, ain't what they used to be
D G A
I sit down on that bank underneath the shade tree
G D A
And I thank God the good times, Lord, ain't what they used to be
G D
I thank God the good times ain't what they used to be